It's ANZAC Day again, but this one's a bit extra special as it's the 100 year anniversary of the Gallipoli landings. We headed out into a cold and rainy morning to attend the Dawn Service here in Ballarat. Since then I've been thinking about my family and their service for this country throughout the years. So here's a little tribute to some of them. I don't know all of their records or where they served or even if they all survived, some certainly did one certainly did not, but I'm slowly researching them.
|My Great Uncle Herbert who served in WW2 and lost his left forefinger as it was shot off in the Battle of El Alamein|