Over the past...

...few years I've been delving into my...my husbands and daughter in laws family histories...

We always knew and remembered a cousin of my mum.  A nineteen year old who died in Malaysia whilst on leave, when his jeep was attacked, and as far as we all knew, apart from this young man, our families had got off relatively lightly.  Considering one of my grandfathers was at Ypres and gassed there, and both my grandfathers and father worked at the Arsenal, Woolwich, before, during the Blitz and after, also my husbands grandfather was a fireman in the docks area of the East End. But after my delving now we know there were two men, from my husbands family, who gave their lives during the first war.  Unfortunately a father and son...the father dying in 1916 and a month after his son joined, who died 1917.  They were close members of the family, but my mother in law never knew of her great uncle and cousin.

So this Remembrance Day I shall remember these three men (Ashley, and the two Owens) particularly...but to all those who lost their lives in conflict to give me the life I lead...thank you isn't enough.