As time moves on and we have chance to catch our breath and reflect upon how we paid homage to our WW1 fallen, the word that comes to mind is, quite simply, “inspirational.” So many people wanted to be involved, from the very young to the not quite so young!
We knitted, carved and baked; unearthed family heirlooms and borrowed bridles from our horses. Others lent military uniforms, academic caps and gowns and even an aeroplane propeller. The flower arrangements were amazing, as was the enormous hand-crafted poppy banner hanging from the tower. The music provided a calm and reflective ambiance.
The list is endless, but above all and in whatever capacity, everyone gave their time and support in loving remembrance of Our Boys.
In a poignant act of homage and remembrance, the community of Cockshutt and surrounding areas, together with descendants of the fallen, laid wreaths and crosses around the War Memorial, thinking perhaps of the words we had just heard:
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.