Remembering

Like so many others of his generation , my father signed up to protect his country at the tender age of eighteen . Dad spent two and half years in the Royal Canadian Navy Volunteer Reserve , Fury Division . Off the shores of Newfoundland , my father , a peaceful man , was trained in the use of firearms and war manoeuvres . He still remembers the men who never came back home .
Today , at the 11th hour of the 11th day at the 11 month , we salute you .
Thank you Dad .
Lest we forget .