Remembrance Sunday

There has been a lot transmitted recently on the freeview "History" channel about not only the first world war, but also WWII, Korea and all the other smaller wars we in the UK have been continuously fighting for the last hundred years or so.

It is sobering stuff. I urge anyone reading this to watch a little of it, perhaps do some reading too. Try to understand the sheer scale and horror of what was going on.

War is started and perpetuated by a tiny handful of powerful men in the countries concerned. It is fought by armies of little people like you and I who have no choice but to go out and probably die on command.

Germany lost WWI effectively when it ran out of young people to put in the army and hurl at our lines. We won partly because America came into the war with potentially millions of fresh young eager troops.

We should never forget the human suffering of the millions of troops who survived, were injured in, or killed by action in our wars. On all sides. We should never forget the arrogant folly of the leaders who caused it.
 
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I myself was working today - this remembrance Sunday. I'm pleased to say today at work though we took two minutes at 1100 to pay respect to those fallen heroes.

Especially for myself as my brother in law flies out to Afghanistan today for his four month tour with the RAF.

I'm sure he'll return to us safe and sound - but to those fallen, we will never forget.
 
I always spare some time to think of those people who have allowed us to live in the freedom that we do.

It's probably been seen before by a few of you, but I am so proud of him and the people like him. No longer with us but not forgotten, my Grandad James McBain:

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My Grandad never claimed his medals, so I decided organise getting them for him. They arrived in time for us to give to him on his 81st birthday. He had said previously we didn't have to bother going to the trouble, but he had a wee tear in his eye when we gave them to him.
 
I always find it hard to put into words something adequate enough to do justice the sobering gratitude I truly have for those who came before me.

I never got to speak to my grandparents as an adult. Sadly, they all died when I was very young. However, I've been told that one of my grandparents who served in the RA during WWII didn't like to speak about his time. Was it because the memories were too painful, or that he simply didn't want to burden others? I'll never know, but somewhere I felt I was obligated to try and understand. Years later I've come to the conclusion that I don't think I ever will truly know what it is, but I'm left with a sense of both overwhelming sadness, pride, and joy. It's rare that I ever feel so conflicted.

It's hard to imagine what these people went through, and it's even more disturbing to see the flippancy of some regarding the issue. In 2005, I was teased for being a "war geek" by some friends. I was hurt to not only find out how little they really knew, but how little they really understood, or could comprehend regarding the importance of rememberence. The 'world wars' are important. Indeed, they fundementally changed both what was and what could have been. I tried to explain but some just don't seem to care; it is the MTV generation afterall. However, it's times like these I can't help but smile. Just because some are ignorant (a blessing they don't even realise they have), doesn't mean everyone else is.

What I express isn't just directed at a few select wars, but to every serviceman; past and present...

Thank you.
 
Its days like this that im proud how we support those who have gone to war for us and not come back. It is a shame though that we dont do more for the men and women fighting for us. I remember watching on TV some US soldiers comming back from Afghanistan, after they got off the plane at the military base they got into a coach and got a police escort down the highway to where their families were waiting, along the way they had police and fire services parks along the sides of the road with them all cheering the soldiers on as they came back home. If only we treated the soldiers who fight for us that good.
 
RIP to all those who lost their lives.

Are the forums closing as a mark of respect or am I remembering that incorrectly?
 
I know this is off topic, but my god your Granddad had an awesome name!

That looks like a lot of medals to me (don't know how many medals people typically got), don't suppose you know what they were for?
I'm not sure what was the usual amount either really. His medals were:

1939-45 War Medal
1939-45 Defence Medal
1939-45 Star
Africa Star
France & Germany Star
Italy Star

He served all over the place during the war.
 
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