In 1944 my Dad was a young flying officer in the Royal Canadian Air Force stationed in Tor Bay, Newfoundland. Today he is 92years old and his memory is fading away into dementia.
Today, we remember the men and women that have served our country in the two world wars and in many wars and battles since. Some gave their lives for us to be free and some still battle with the thoughts and memories of what they saw and felt during their time of duty. We honour their sacrifice. The poppy we proudly wear signifies their calling and reminds us to never forget.
I am joining Mary for Mosaic Monday. Have yourself a wonderful week.