"Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die." - Herbert Hoover
Today, my blog will be brief. Perhaps silence, contemplation and prayer is the best way we can honour those who gave their lives so that many of us can be free. There is really no way to repay the fathers, grandfathers, mothers, grandmothers, uncles, aunts, sons, daughters, brothers and sisters who stood up against tyranny, who gave their all to ensure our liberty.
The First World War - the war to end all wars - was not the end. The world continues in conflict. Tyranny continues. Millions of lives from the allies of dozens of countries have been lost in the struggle for freedom. Most of us can not even imagine the unspeakable horrors and atrocities these brave souls endured on our behalf. I happen to be Canadian, but I remember and honour the lives of all who fought on the land, on the sea or in the sky for our freedom.
My father and several of my uncles and aunts were volunteers in the struggle against the Nazis in the Second World War. Many were sent overseas. My father was not. He was a Staff Sergeant at the Military Hospital in Regina, Saskatchewan during the Second War. My mother worked in a factory building guns to help defeat Hitler and the Nazis.
Additionally, my father was a bugler for his regiment. Please click on his photo to watch and listen to a stirring rendition of The Last Post played by an Australian Bugler during their Remembrance ceremonies. May God grant us Peace!
Gerald M. Sliva
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