Stewart's T16

For me, "good" is a total understatement of that day.

When we arrived at the new war Museum, I shook hands with the Vets and told them how I felt so honoured to have ridden with them ... the gentleman on the opposite end of Geoff's side, wasn't content with a handshake... he pulled me close for a kiss and hug ... and I got teary eyed ...

The Vets were a total gas throughout the parade ... their humour and laughter so wonderful to hear. Their aging bodies a little rebellious about doing things like climbing in and out of carriers was forgotten in their youthful high spirits and humour ... I could see the young men they were, in their eyes and spirits. They were also "remembering" much that none of us not there could ever know. I saw this ... and I thought of my own uncles lots, and especially thought of the WW2 "Moms" ... it also being Mothers day.

I can hardly wait until Geoff picks up the CD of the pics I took so that we can show you all. Keep your fingers crossed that I got somne good shots okay?

Karmen