Remembering

It's almost certain that I will spend the 11th of the 11th on the road this year and will be no where near a cenotaph. This Maple leaf that I picked up in Niagra Canyon at Goldstream Park will follow me and will be part of my minute of silent respect that is spent in the trees or overlooking the ocean.

 

I spent many years observing our Canadian Remembrance Day while wearing a uniform - some at the BC Legislature, some in Ottawa, some while onboard a ship and at least one while pounding the ground. 

I still go every year to remember those who sacrificed, those who gave and those who went before me and serve now.