ANZAC Day is the day I most often think of my Pop. I remember how proud he was of me marching as part of HMAS Huon as a musician on the 75th anniversary. Hard to believe that was 25 years ago, a lot has happened since then. This year I was incredibly proud of my son who attended the service proudly wearing medals from both his grandfather and great-grandfather.
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