Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori
It is sweet to die for ones country – that’s the old lie according to the WW1 poem by Wilfred Owen.
William Macrae was a very busy man who loved the place he lived.
Many say, including Al, it is the greatest living place on earth.
It is the greatest working place on earth.
And now for William the greatest dying place on earth.
William did die for his country.
He was not fighting on the fields of Flanders to which Wilfred Owens poem refers,
although in many ways the scene is not too much different –
fire, flame, fear, noise, explosions, terror, gases, smoke, falling embers
But he did die for what he believed in
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Protecting this bloody amazing beautiful country
Piece of hot summer coastline crimson bloody red.