I marched once, on ANZAC day

By Ruth Limkin I marched once, on ANZAC day. I am not a returnedĀ soldier, but I am the granddaughter of one. Several years ago, when my grandfather lived in the same town as us, we marched together. My cousins, my sister, and my grandfather. We marched because he asked us to. We felt out of place if truth be told. Those who’d risked their very … Continue reading I marched once, on ANZAC day