Wednesday, November 11, 2009
We attended the ceremony in Bridgewater this morning. Usually Remembrance Day is cold and rainy, as if the heavens are weeping for the fallen. But today was lovely with blue skies. As the names of the dead were read aloud, a soft wind blew and leaves were gently falling.I found this photo in an old scrapbook of photos my dad took during World War II. He was a navigator in the Canadian Air Force and never talked about his experiences. His brother was killed in the war and buried in England in this cemetary.