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What's New!
More
work on Ufag's mockup
Hansa Brandenburg D.I.
You can see this build via 'Other
Peoples Builds' page or click
on their names above.
Update 01/06/2008.
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Added Neil
Eddy's
Gloster Meteor T7 photos.
This aircraft is housed at the Australian National Aviation Museum situated
at Moorabbin Airport, Melbourne, Australia.
You can see this via the
Walk Around page or
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Today is ANZAC Day. We remember
what war has cost us as nations... The ranks of our vets are growing smaller
with the passing of each ANZAC Day. Yet we shall never forget what they have
done for us.
My family and I went to Epping Memorial
this morning to remember Phillip Passmore.
He is my wife's Grandmother's Uncle. His name is recorded on the Memorial as
he lived in Epping when he joined up.
We each laid a flower at the foot of the Memorial and spoke about Phillip
and his brother Frank.
Frank who joined up after the death of Phillip and survived the war. Frank
served in France.
Click on the images for
larger pictures.
Phillip enlisted in May 1915. He was 19
and had to have his father write a letter giving him permission to join up.
He joined the 19th Battalion “A” Company Australian Infantry, A.I.F. He was
an engineer.
He was sent to Gallipoli as a reinforcement.
He was killed sometime between 16th and
21st Nov. His Casualty Form indicated 21st Nov.
The AWM Roll of Honour says 16th Nov. At the time of his death his unit was
at Popes Hill.
He buried in the Shrapnel Valley Cemetery, Gallipoli. It is not recorded how
he was killed.
His life was taken when he was so young. Like many other young men he gave
his all for his family and country.
For the fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables at home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
Laurence Binyon (1869–1943)
Merry
Christmas to all the readers and contributors to my site. Hope you all have
a great time during the Holidays and a very safe and happy New Year.
Added
Daniel
Clamot
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Daniel's
very special diorama at 1/72 scale; it's a "what if" considering that
Belgium collapses and that Flanders and Wallonia become independent.
Added
Bill Arnold's
Fujimi A4C kit in 1/72 scale.
You can see these
builds via 'Other Peoples Builds'
page or click on his name above.
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