ANZAC Day 25th April, 2019.

This morning, our son and I attended the local ANZAC Day march and commemoration service. Indeed, as a Scout, our son was in the march and even carried the Australian flag. I must apologize that the photo is a little historic, but it can be difficult to get teenagers to comply. I’m sure you understand.

ANZAC Day is an incredibly deep and reflective day for us on a personal level. Geoff has family who served in just about every conflict and his Great Uncle, Robert Ralph French, was killed in Action in France. That was his grandmother’s much loved brother and since he had no children of his own, we’ve embraced him and our children will carry his memory forward.


In addition to thinking about these sacrifices, today I also reflected on the format of the commemoration service and how it’s probably the last bastion of tradition in our ephemeral contemporary world. Even after all these years and long after the Australian national anthem was changed to Advance Australia Fair, we sing God Save the Queen on ANZAC Day instead. I don’t know how that went at other locations, but where we were, there weren’t too many singing along. Many didn’t know the words and I also wonder how many didn’t feel right singing it either. We’ve moved a long way forward as a nation since then both in terms of gaining independence from Britain, but also in acknowledging and embracing our Aboriginal heritage. That Australia wasn’t “terra nullus” after all.

The service also includes two traditional hymns: God Our Hope in Ages Past and Abide With Me. The only voice I could hear singing was the minister on the microphone. I sang along but there was silence all around me. I felt it would have been helpful to have a choir leading the singing or have groups practice these hymns beforehand. It sounds dreadful when no one is singing along, just like at a silent funeral.


I feel this dog has earned the right be be an “Australian Digger”…slang for soldier.

I wonder how these traditions are going to go moving forward. Are they set in stone? Or, will future generations find a new means of expression?

Meanwhile, I made fresh ANZAC Biscuits when we got home and then watched a bit of the dawn service in Gallipoli and France. The ANZAC Biscuits have been an important part of my tradition and a way of expressing my gratitude. There’s something for me about pouring your emotions into food and sharing that with those you love.

I’ll leave you with this poem:

In Flanders fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae (1872–1918)

Lest we forget.

Best wishes,


PS Just thought I’d mention that Geoff ended up being called into work for several hours last night and hence he wasn’t at the march but watching the march on the TV at home.

7 thoughts on “ANZAC Day 25th April, 2019.

  1. tidalscribe

    In high school in Australia at the end of the sixties we had ceremonies with army cadets etc. and a war veteran to talk about Gallipoli, but it seemed wrong to be talking about the first world war while absolutely no mention was made of soldiers being killed at that moment in Vietnam. At teachers’ college students were allowed to do their own thing so we had a peace service instead. It was a very happy day for the boys when we heard conscription had been abolished just in time for them! My friend’s big brother was conscripted, but never got further north than Queensland. I’m sure ALL veterans are remembered at Anzaac Day now, but you are right these ceremonies have to be rethought. I always thought Australia should have a totally new anthem.

  2. Rowena Post author

    Hard to believe they would be so insensitive and block headed ignore Vietnam while honouring WWI. However, it’s consistent with the general response to Vietnam.
    My Dad’s number came up in the first lottery. However, he was an uni and by the time he graduated he’d had a nasty car accident and ended up medically unfit. I did quite a lot of research into it last year thinking that we had a lucky escape and I needed to be better informed.
    My husband’s brother volunteered for Vietnam and was sent over and came straight with the withdrawing troops and casualties.
    Best wishes,

  3. tidalscribe

    It truly was a lottery, another chap told me the trick was to pick a course that took lots of training, so your two years were up before you got to Vietnam.

  4. Rowena Post author

    From my understanding, you could defer while doing an undergraduate degree but they came after Dad after he’d graduated. A friend of his who was called up, moved to the UK. There were three boys all friends in a row of houses and each one got called up in that lottery but none of them went.

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  6. Rowena Post author

    We do but not as much as we used to. It’s become a bit dated. However, back in 1976 a plebiscite to choose the Australian National Anthem to be sung at non-regal occasions and the main contenders were Advance Australia Fair and Waltzing Matilda and Advance Australia Fair won out. I’ve heard Waltzing Matilda sung at school events etc.

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