Anzac Day. The only day of the year I don't mind getting up before dawn, because I'm doing it for Grandpa Bob and my Great-Uncles Jack, Clarrie, Charlie and Tom. Attending the dawn service (this year, like last year, at the Shrine of Remembrance) has become a ritual I never experienced as a child, so it was heartening to see so many people bring their little ones along. Nice to know the tradition is being kept alive by the next generation.
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