On that day young bloods, sons of pastoralists mainly, rode in to Rylstone on their horses, were inspected, learnt the conditions of the regiment and were sworn in at the courthouse.
That terrible war was about ordinary young men wanting adventure, itching to test their heroic capacity on foreign battlefields, wanting to prove their love of country and empire.
Even in those early years, Australians understood the significance of Anzac Day as more than a commemoration of those who had fought.
Browsing through some old papers the other day, I came across a perspex swan. It's the type of pretty, purposeless object that attracts a child and in fact fits neatly into a child's hand. I remember holding it often as I explored my mother's dressing table and examined her trinkets. However, it was a group… Continue reading Sweetheart Souvenirs