Fam­ily pride and hon­our on Anzac Day

Central and North Burnett Times - - YOUR SAY - Adam McCleery adam.mccleery@cnbtimes.com.au

NO MAT­TER how old I get, no mat­ter how far re­moved I am from my grand­fa­ther and great grand­fa­ther, I still swell with pride ev­ery Anzac Day when I take a mo­ment to re­mem­ber what they did and how they car­ried them­selves.

My grand­fa­ther passed away only months be­fore I was born, but for as long as I can re­mem­ber his war por­trait hung proudly in our fam­ily home.

My un­cle and fa­ther are the spit­ting image of that man and I too carry his eyes so I would stare at that picture and won­der about the grand­fa­ther I would never meet.

He sur­vived the war. Had he not, I would not be here to­day.

He was a Rat of To­bruk and was part of the Bat­tle of El Alamein, a source of pride for me as I grew up and learned about those bat­tles.

Upon his re­turn to Aus­tralia he went AWOL and headed to North Queens­land to see his lover, my fu­ture grand­mother, be­fore the MPs man­aged to catch up to him and in­form him he would be train­ing in the jun­gles of Queens­land.

He had done them a favour.

He was to train for more ac­tion in the Pa­cific theatre where he would face off against the en­emy in the jun­gles of South-East Asia.

When my grand­fa­ther fi­nally re­turned from war he packed ev­ery­thing he had from the army into his foot locker on base, closed it and left it be­hind.

I will al­ways hon­our what he did.

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