The alarm buzzed at 5.00am, our daughter knocked on our front door at 5.45am and by 6.00am we were standing in the drizzling rain, in the dark, beside a fire-pit, in our local town of Sunbury, Victoria as a growing crowd gathered to commemorate the 101st Anzac Day.
Standing beside us was Sergeant Danielle McClelland, a ten-year veteran of the Royal Australian Air Force, having served in the Middle East, jacket emblazoned with medals she had so aptly earned. Sergeant McClelland is our daughter and this was the first time we had spent Anzac Day together.
As we were having breakfast, the topic of different medals came up and I mentioned something about someone winning the Victoria Cross for Australia (VC), the highest medal for bravery. In an instant, my daughter and her friend, quickly corrected me on the fact that you don’t ‘win’ medals!
‘It is not like a raffle, Mum’, she