Farewell to the Old Guard

Today was the annual Remembrance Day performance for the bands here and everywhere, and more than ever it underlined for me the fact that the old veterans of the wars are disappearing. One of the tunes I published in Along the Road was "Farewell to the Old Guard," a tribute of sorts to the parade of veterans that takes place each Remembrance Day. The parade is getting smaller each year, and while it's the natural order of things, it makes the day that much more meaningful for the remaining veterans, and for the new veterans of recent conflict.

The band looked and sounded well, and we had a fair turnout of members from both the City of Regina Pipe Band and the Conservatory of Performing Arts Pipe Band. Following the televised ceremoney at the Brandt Centre, the bands retired to the Legion for tea and a sandwich, and then played a few tunes in each of the rooms at the Legion. As always, the band was appreciated greatly, and gratifying to see people moved by [even] our music.

The day brings back many memories of my Dad, seen here ready for the road during the war, and also my Mom, recently departed, for whom this day was a strange mixture of happy and sad. For many years it was my practice to visit the parents on this day. When my Dad was alive, we'd get his medals out of the closet and polish them, and talk about those things he chose to discuss. After he died, we'd visit Mom, and she greatly missed Dad on this day, and also fondly remembered the many great times they had at the "Armistice Ball" and other events.

Lots to remember on this day, and much to appreciate. Thanks to all the band members for being such a huge part of that over many years.