I have attended Sunday Remembrence at a cenotaph (in whichever town I resided that year) every year since I turned 18. In each place it is somewhat different.

I have attended Sunday Remembrence at a cenotaph (in whichever town I resided that year) every year since I turned 18. In each place it is somewhat different. In my home town it was a small affair. Barely attended and some straightforward words. No depth of literature or political will; it isn't as relevant to them. In my university town it was a diverse affair. Many ages, many creeds, many worlds. It was oddly right but oddly political. In my current town. A military town if there ever was one; it is a despairingly religious event. I don't feel any of these have been honest.