ANZAC Day is not about the parades, the suits; nor is it about the medals. It is about the men and women with whom we served.
They have stood beside us through the best and worst days of our lives; both in and out of uniform.
These are the people that know us better than our own family.
It is the one day of the year where we commemorate the past; remember the friends who never came home and reconnect with those we share an unbreakable bond.
The day will come when we are long gone and our service to Australia is marked by the laying of wreath against a simple embossed plaque baring the name of a foreign country.
This is the ANZAC Spirit; as one generation fades into history, another takes its place.