Yeah it's a day that never fails to bring tear to my eye, I always reflect on a lot of the stories from my grandfather with a sombre heart. Cannot image having to go through what our past & present diggers have gone through, but thank god for them.

Lest we forget.

Ditto, off to elephant rock.

I always take time to think of my Pa on ANZAC day Alfred fought in the second world war and as kids we would question him about the war and you could see the dark cloud come over his face he would never tell us about it.
He was a cranky cantankerous old bugger but he cooked the best hot chips and always flicked me 20 cents as I walked through the front door of his place he was a mechanic for GMH all his life in Sydney. Thanx Alf and all your mates for giving your bravery that lets my kids enjoy the safe free country we live in today and thanks to the next generation of diggers doing the same thing around the world now.