Standing with my ninety-year-old uncle going through the list of names from WW2 on the Abingdon War Memorial was a truly humbling experience, not least because he knew many of the "boys" listed. With tear-filled eyes and a trembling voice he recalled: "I sat next to him at school" - "He was my best mate" - "He lived just up the road" - "That one they shot before he even landed". Two months later uncle died, but the conversation we had that day inspired...
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