The ramblings from a small quilt shop on the South Islands West Coast of New Zealand

Sunday, April 25, 2010


The old and the young attended the numerous ANZAC services at various times of this morning to remember those that fell before to really make our lives better. The A.N.Z.A.C.s (Australia New Zealand Army Corps) fought bravely and many fell long before they even managed to get on to the beach or climb the steep face that met them at Gallipoli.   They didn't  have the weapons of today, the clothing, the food nor the technology. They fought on with pride, they fought to the last. 
The families left behind not knowing when their men folk would be home did their bit too.  They went without fathers and husbands, children had to grow up fast and take responsibilities beyond their years.  I wonder how many would be willing and able to do that today?
My DH isn't fighting, he's peacekeeping.  I know roughly when he will be home, another thing I know is that six months is long enough to be apart.  So on this A.N.Z.A.C. day I'd like to salute the women that were left behind in Australia and New Zealand not knowing when or if their dear ones would be home. No they didn't fight in trenches, they didn't get shot at and didn't die.  They kept the home fires burning, raising the children and surviving on a lot less than we have today. These are the unsung heroes in my opinion.
When growing up frequently I was told "do unto others..."  Later that became  "Treat others as you would like to be treated, only kinder".  To this day I try to live to that, maybe if we all did our bit the future could be a lot more peaceful, it's a nice dream anyway.
Lest we forget


  1. Amen to that. A lovely thoughtful post.

  2. I agree with Ali, thanks for putting it so well. Wasn't it just terrible that some of our servicemen died on ANZAC day?
    Hugs to you xxx

  3. I have just been reading the service records of my GreatGreatUncle who died in France in 1917. It has really opened my eyes to what families at home went through with loved ones serving overseas. They were told he was Missing in Action in July 1917, then that he was a Prisoner of War. 6 months after the end of the war, they were still waiting for him to return. It was another 6 months before they found out he was actually Killed In Action July 17. I can't imagine how devastating that would have been for them.


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