
Originally Posted by
Lotz-A-Landies
Thanks Easo for the pics - its important that people keep up these pilgrimages.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Lest we forget.
We will remember them!
Brian - I think that many soldiers and sappers didn't make old bones. My grandfather 9th Field Engineers, was frequently sent out into no mans land at night to dig jumping off saps etc, and while he rarely spoke of the war his lungs were never any good after his return. My father had to give him adrenaline injections when he couldn't breath and eventually my grandfather succumbed to respiratory failure at 44 years, the rest of the family have all lived until their 90's.
Diana
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