City Hall, Calais. A beautiful old building.
Rifleman Harvey W. WhiteQueen's Own Rifles
Harvey's headstone at the Calais Canadian War Cemetery. It started to rain while we were there so mom's poppy ended up being placed on the roses John and I bought for Harvey. You can see the button photograph as well. Harvey's name was read aloud after the Glen's names were read out, and the piper played the lament. John video-taped the ceremony while I held the umbrella over the camcorder. Many of our fellow travellers came over to Harvey's headstone, including Jim Brownell (MPP of Stormont-Dundas-South Glengarry), and I told them the story of mom's 5 brothers in the service and nana being the Silver Cross mother one year. In a way, it was like a proper funeral, including prayers by the regimental padre.
Cathy in front of Fred Patisseries, Boulogne-sur-Mer, where we enjoyed lunch ...... mmmmmmmm!!
John, trying to make an all important choice!!
Nelson Clarke, our piper, at the 13th century citadel Château de Boulogne-sur-Mer.
Bridge to Château de Boulogne-sur-Mer.
The piper playing the bagpipes in the rain at the citadel. It was here that a local resident led the SD&G in through a 'secret' door, allowing them to gain control over the German headquarters in 1944.
3 comments:
Absolutely fantastic, you two... may Harvey rest in peace.
Lest We Forget ......
Memorial roses, rain, French pastries and a bagpiper all on one day; what more could you ask for!
I really appreciate how you two have decorated Harvey's grave site. It is somethings the family (especially our mother) would have liked to do years ago - now you have remembered him in this lovely way on behalf of all of us.
Much love, Mom
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