Reservists Day in Adelaide

I came into the office this morning so that I could get a few things done. My kids have a pupil free day tomorrow, so I will be staying home with them. At the same time, the wheels of capitalism have to continue to run, hence a few hours in the office on a Sunday. All of a sudden there were all these Military Vehicles driving down the street. It reminded me of the military coups, so popular in the 1970s and before.

Most of the vehicles were pretty old and driven by people about my Dad's age. Later on Grandads Army came marching down the street, medals proudly displayed, followed by the bagpipe band and some other military types as they headed off to the parade at Keswick Barracks down the road.

It made me think of all their mates, who were long gone, dead and buried as a consequence of being in the wrong place and the wrong time in France, Vietnam, Korea, wherever.....

I wonder if this generation would be willing to make the sacrifices that these guys did, especially as the US is considering conscription.

War is an ugly thing and small parades on beautiful winter mornings in Adelaide don't really do justice to the horrific situations that many of these Aussie Battlers went through.

Happy Reservists Day (I found out later what it was about on the radio).