Remembering my grandfather who served on the Corvettes in WWII, my Irish grandpa who travelled from Dublin to Belfast and pretended to be British so he could join Special Forces to fight the Nazis, and my father who was a naval reservist.
My husband and I were also remembering his family, who lost so much and have been beautifully commemorated in Waterford.
Both my Irish grandfather, and my husband’s great grandfather, were considered traitors at the time, because they chose to fight for the British. But they chose to fight to stand up for the freedoms they believed were at risk, and what they believed was right.
All of them strengthen my sense of duty and service to my country.
