My husband served and saw the horrors of war at first hand, notably in Holland at the end of WW II, and he visited Sunnybrook Veterans’ wing often to see his brother during a long illness.
He spent many hours with our grandchildren and great-grandchildren trying to ensure that they never forgot and never repeated the terrible days of war. He used John McDermott’s music as a way of introducing the kids to the reality of war in contrast to the glory often portrayed in popular music and film.
His favourite was the song about the legless Australian veteran. Everyone wept.
In my husband’s memory, I want to thank all who serve and it seems appropriate that it should be somehow related to John McDermott whose music was such an inspiration.