We were up bright and early to attend the Anzac Service in Waikerie, South Australia. As we were camped in the front yard of our friends Kathy & George and the service was to be held in the park just up the road, we walked to the park for the 8.00am service.

Although Waikerie is only a small town with a population of 2,684. There was a good turnout for the service held in the lovely little park. I was very pleased to see quite a few young people and young families in attendance. It’s great to see young people appreciating and valuing the Anzac Day traditions.

The catafalque party was a group of local cadets and some of them didn’t look very old. What a great job they did and they obviously took their role seriously. One poor lad nearly fainted about 3/4 the way through the service and a quick thinking comrade caught him before he fell to the ground. Poor kid. I’ll bet he hadn’t had any breakfast.

The service was similar to the many we have attended over the years and it was quite moving to hear a personal story of a soldier who fought in World War 1 and was the speakers grandfather.