Interestingly, Remembrance Day 2011 falls on one of those days that is considered lucky by some.
For me who has loved the number eleven since I was 11-years-old it should be one of those lucky days. Yet, it is the day that we should all stop and remember those who fought and in too many cases gave their lives for our freedom.
Over the past few years I have reserved this space to reflect on the day and what it means and should mean to all of us.
Almost 100 years on since the Great War, mankind still does not seem to understand peace and continues to put the sons and daughters of all nations in harm’s way. A few years ago I happened upon the grave of Pvt. George Drew, laying under a Commonwealth Grave in Martintown, Ontario.
It took me over a year to figure out why, after only ten days as a soldier he died before ever leaving the Dominion of Canada. This year, I thought I would let you in on a little known fact.
Over the course of the last year and a half, I have spent considerable time in St. Columban’s grave yard on Eleventh Street West. On one visit I spotted numerous Commonwealth stones scattered throughout the cemetery. For each of these men, they or their families, thought it important enough to order a Commonwealth stone upon their deaths as an effort to show their service to country. It also proves their love and dedication to country as many died years after the wars they fought and served in.
Just so happened that I took pictures of 11 graves the day I thought of this story. Lest we forget - Frank Brabant, October 1918 - Francis Tyo, August 1957 - George Wattie, November 1927 - Denzil LeBlanc, November1945 - Henry Marsolais, June 1982 - Leonard Bergeron, May 1947 - Harold McRae, February 1948 - C A Gallinger, October 1942 - Alphonse Bourget, April 1930 - Cecile Spence, September 1967 - Leonard Lefave, January 1992.
I don’t have room to post pictures of them all, but here are a few. Remember them on Friday, for they too deserve our thoughts.