War is hell...

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Brilliant photos there pal.

Notice the one thing they all have in common? The eyes. It never leaves them, that pride, that courage, that determination that sees them through.

Could not agree more - their faces have aged but their courage, pride and soul burn as fiercely as ever through their eyes - in a weird way I almost envy what they have, yet obviously would never have wanted to go through the same.....
 

Just to be clear, in case some misunderstood my post. My Dad's fine. He's a kopite like, but he's in Spain so it's ok he doesn't irritate me too much these days.

But the story he told me about that Victor that was based at Marham where he was ground crew is really sad, apparently the co-pilot wasn't able to reach his ejection handle because he was shorter than the pilot. He'd just become a father a few days previously, the guys in the back had no chance. They never recovered the bodies or aircraft.

Confusion aside, it is a really sad story, and one I choose to remember as the training accidents can easily be forgotten.

Like I said.

RIP
 
Glad to hear that mate.

Agree, it's a brutal story, I can't help but think about what goes through their minds as it happens.
 
Glad to hear that mate.

Agree, it's a brutal story, I can't help but think about what goes through their minds as it happens.

Yeah. It can take a long time to fall to earth, one account says it exploded as it reached the cloud tops so maybe the end came quick.

RIP
Flight Lieutenant David Hallam CROWTHER
Flight Lieutenant Peter Joseph Leo SLATTER
Flying Officer Terence Patrick EVANS
Flying Officer John Arthur PRICE
 

Sunset Vigil

The news is spread far and wide
Another comrade has sadly died
A sunset vigil upon the sand
As a soldier leaves this foreign land

We stand alone, and yet as one
In the fading light of a setting sun
We've all gathered to say goodbye
To our fallen comrade who's set to fly

The eulogy's read about their life
Sometimes with words from pals or wife
We all know when the CO's done
What kind of soldier they'd become

The padre then calls us all to pray
The bugler has Last Post to play
The cannon roars and belches flame
We will recall, with pride, their name

A minute's silence stood in place
As tears roll down the hardest face
Deafening silence fills the air
With each of us in personal prayer

Reveille sounds and the parade is done
The hero remembered, forgotten by none
They leave to start the journey back
In a coffin draped in the Union Jack

Staff Sergeant Andrew McFarlane

Sums it up really
 
Luckily, although I come from a family where all the males on both sides of my family save me and my paternal grandfather have served, I've never lost anyone. Have a bunch of mates from high school who joined up, and haven't lost any of them either.

Having said that, I truly admire those who choose to do that job. I don't care if they serve on the frontlines, or in a support role. Military life is unique, hard, and not exactly financially rewarding.

So to those still with us, thanks for your service to your country, whether it be the US or the UK. To those we've lost, thank you for your sacrifice. To those who have lost someone close to them, my heart goes out to you.
 
Forgot this thread.

RIP boss

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to the millions and millions of cambodian people who where killed by the Khemr rouge
your names may be be unknown, youer bodies may be hidden, burnt and destroyed, but your struggle and suffering is not forgotten
 
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