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Every Year I see people and how they react to Remembrance day. I watch a local sawmill that doesn’t even pause or take time off to remember what there is to remember. People go on not remembering our veterans or the sacrifices they made.
Why is it important to me? I am a vet. I didn’t really see carnage, I didn’t do anything except be ready for the war that was expected. I served during the cold war. The only war that I know that kept us in fear of total nuclear annihilation for 45 years. For 5 years of that I served in the Canadian Navy. I was proud of my country, proud of my flag. I am proud of the men and women that have served in all countries.
I am disabled but that didn’t happen during a war. What all the men and women that served during the same time as did, is train and train in case we needed to fight. We did lots of rescue work in the Pacific, even a major drug bust. But we didn’t see action, but we were ready.
Take one minute at 11:00 am on November 11 to remember the ones that died, the ones that survived and like me the ones that were ready to die for our countries.
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