Remembrance Day Service - Stanley in the Falkland Islands


Lantern Swinger
Hi I have just returned with the 25th Anniversary Pilgrimage to the Falkland Islands.

Firstly I would like to say what a brilliant week it was, made me feel very humble, but, proud to have been part of the Task Force.

During the Remembrance Service in the Cathedral in front of the Great and the Good, and Derek Twigg Minister for Veterans, an ex para stood up and marched to the front and positioned himself in front of said minister, Governor, Brigadier etc and calmly started talking:

He said it was about time the ordinary soldiers had a voice and went on to talk about the guys who had commited suicide since 1982.

He then recited a poem he had written, at the end he walked back to his seat to a standing ovation.

Afterwards I was talking to him along with many others and he had never written the poem down, he has now and I would like you all to read it.


[align=center]By Gus Hales

Every year on Remembrance Sunday

I sit in the corner of the British Legion Bar,

Dressed in blazer, shirt, Regimental tie

And polished shoes, with my head held high.

But deep in my mind, where nobody goes,

I see a wooden cross where the wind of victory lies.

“Three Cheers for Victory,†I hear the politician say.

But you never asked me about my victory.

And, if they did, I would have explained it this way:

It isn’t your flags or emblems of war,

Or the marching of troops past the Palace’s door.

It isn’t Mrs. Thatcher on the balcony high,

Reaffirming her pledge to serve or die.

But it’s the look and the pain on a teenager’s face

As he dies for his country, In a far off place.

It’s the guns and the shells and the Phosphorus grenades

And the wounded and the dead in freshly cut graves

Or the grieving wife or the fatherless child

Whose young, tender life will be forever defiled.

Or the alcoholic soldier with a shattered mind

Who takes the suicide option for some peace to find.

Well, that’s my victory but no one knows

For its deep in my mind where nobody goes.[/align]

Brave words from a Brave Man

I apologise if this has already been posted somewhere, but, if not please link it
Re: Remembrance Day Service - Stanley in the Falkland Island

That certainly brought a lump to my throat. For those who served down south during the war, some memories are hard to deal with. I know that it took me many years to deal with some of my 'issues'.
I also knew another sailor from HMS Sheffield who was never quite right again, he went totally off the rails when we all got home. As they saying goes "There but for the grace of God go I".
My ex wife spent several months being treated in Haslar's psycho block. Most of the blokes in there were ex CORPORATE and mainly Caterers. Doesn't sound like an heroic or glamorous Branch but they do get first hand experience of clearing the bits up treating the suffering.

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