…we head south-east and arrive at Dickebusch. It is not unnoticed that as we arrive the church bells ring eleven times.
Oh My Dear Boy…
- Post author By Paul Ferguson
- Post date
- Categories In Belgium, Remembrance, Thread August 2024
Category: Remembrance
Oh My Dear Boy…
Beard Family Walk
At least 1,415 of Hood’s complement became memories to friends and families. Their voices lost…their stories remembered.
On Watch in the Rain
The droplets as if heavy tears from the sky. Peace here but not so much in this entire world we know as home. The wind not gentle in its breath but manageable, I stand by familiar tree…
I Walk In Their Path
In anticipation of this Remembrance day, I prepare to find my place and take witness of today’s gathering. Those here are younger ones now and those I once knew have found shelters away from this earthly domain.
No Flypast This Day
In my soft eyed way my eyes close as the black beret of a Desert Rat returns…the aged sailor whose cap of the Atlantic, like him, is no longer with us and the elder swagger of the pilot whose awards danced swing mounted from his chest. Many I knew to speak to…to share, sometimes once a year, sometimes often…