It's been awhile since I've posted, had a long and busy riding season, no time for the computer, put over 12,000 Kms on the VR from April to October.
I also had the sad honour of attending 4 repatriation ceremonies, as a member of "The C.A.V."(Canadian Army Veterans Motorcycle Unit), between August and December, the latest one last night
I just thought I'd like to post some of my thoughts that came to me after last nights event, as well as a link for a media article by one of the local papers.
We gather in the dark, the night is cold, but we seem not to notice,
there is nervous tension in the air as word comes down, "they're crossing Younge St."
We tense for the command, and look into the eyes of those around,
then the street is awash in flashing lights, as they round the corner.
"Honour Guard, Attention, to the Fallen Sallute." With quiet respect, we stand rigid, removing head-dress, or saluting.
As the long black vehicles pass, there is a tightness felt in our chests, and the tears running from our eyes, are not caused by the cold winter wind.
It is a sharing of the grief of the loved ones left behind, and of sense of great pride and thanks for those that carry on the mission, even though our comrades have fallen.
They will be greatly missed, the mission will go on, but THEY! WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN!
Ozzie
http://www.torontosun.com/news/2008/12/08/7677991.html