On the eleventh month, on the eleventh day and on the eleventh hour, we honour the many men and women who have fallen and paid the ultimate sacrifice for freedom. It was very important to bring our boys to pay homage to these brave soldiers. And after seeing a war veteran overcome with emotion, I could tell my children felt his pain and sorrow. An image etched in their minds forever.
As the poem, "For The Fallen", Laurence Binyon wrote:
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.
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