Today I got ready to head down to the cenotaph at Victoria Park like any other Remembrance Day really…I had a warm beverage, my poppy, and a head full of images of my grandfather, Samuel Burke or ‘Zaidy’ as I called him.
My grandfather secretly enlisted underage to become a transportation sergeant stationed in England. He served in the driving pool and supply, driving officers around and moving dry goods to different locations. He didn’t enlist to be part of a combat mission on the front lines , but their were several times where he had no choice. His brothers, my great Uncle Sol and Uncle Ben were in the Air Force, and great Uncle Dave was in the Navy.
There was a pretty big turnout this year vs. last.
During the ceremony, I found myself standing beside Cpl. Scriver, who’s been on the show before (left) and he introduced me to Randy (right).
Randy was elated to receive some Thank You cards from young students at the ceremony this morning:
Within a few minutes, I had then met two other new friends, Jack Collins + Ken Parker.
These two got telling me SO many stories from their time serving for our country we had to move things to somewhere that served beer. They invited me to Mess Hall at the former site of CFB London Wolseley Barracks).
I got a tour of the grounds with some insight on where the government is investing, and what is getting torn down. Then, as Ken stepped into Beaver Hall for the first time since 1987, the stories continued. I told them about my grandfather and how our name changed during the war from Burkowitz to Burke. What a fabulous day meeting some great people who have served for our great country. I look forward to wandering down to the Cenotaph alone on Rememberance Day every year when it falls during the week (not everyone is blessed to have some time to themselves around 11am) , I NEVER leave lonely although I arrive alone. Thank you to those that have served in the past, and those serving now.