I’ll be 45 in December. I have a beautiful wife, a pre-teen daughter, a career, a roof over my head and a vehicle in the driveway. I have bills. I try to save a little. I guess you could say I’m all grown up now. At 44.
At the age of 19 I was in my first year of university. Passing was my ONLY responsiblility, and I couldn’t even live up to that. That’s because my priorities were partying and girls. I would venture to say those were the priorities of most 19 year old dudes in 1989.
19. The average enlisting age for soldiers in the First World War. 19. Hell some were even younger and lied about their age just to join the fight.
In the Second World War the enlistment age would balloon to about 25. At age 25 not much had really changed for me. Still in school. Girls and parties. Playing in a band. Minimal worries. No responsibilities. No priorities.
And this is why Remembrance Day fills me with Respect, Humility, and Gratitude. For if it weren’t for the Dedication and Sacrifice of Brave Men and Women past and present (most in the prime of their lives), and if it weren’t for the Dedication and Sacrifice of their families and loved ones; I and many fellow Canadians would not have the opportunity to live life on my/their own terms Free and Safe in the Greatest Country On Earth.