They may be gone but never forgotten.

Despite the first winter storm of the season, the large crowds huddled together against the wet snow and frigid wind at the Cenotaph downtown. Any semblance of complaint was lost to the reverence and respect for those that fight and have fought for our freedoms.   Their sacrifices give our hearts warmth and our joy of peace they contributed to, through their valour.

This year, the 101st anniversary of the end of WWI, is a testament to family, friends and neighbours that have volunteered to represent us in conflicts around the world.

Our next generation proudly carry our flags, the cadets stand guard throughout the previous evening vigil and our first responders stand in row on row of regimental pride.

It is with humble civic pride the military parade begins at Harmony Square led by the colour party and followed by the Brantford Pipe and Drum Band.

The military representation from cadets, through  the 56 Field Military Regimental Reserves and active members of our Armed Services march along Dalhousie towards the Cenotaph. At the Federal Building, Mayor Davis, Chief Ava Hill and Honourary Colonel, Paul Williamson greet them from the review stand. 

I’m sure this current image is reminiscent of similar parades since 1919. We are remembering.

Taps and reveille are played by a solo bugler, the sorrowful lament from the piper and of course the cannon shatter the respectful silence.

We hear the prayers of our clergy and the prose of our children. Our dignitaries lay wreaths at the base of the cenotaph. It is meant to stir our national pride.

We gather because we care. We care because we remember. We remember because of that paradox of pride for valour and tragedy in conflict. 

Lest We Forget