Men of the Royal Regiment of Scotland carry one of their forebears on his final journey.
When I talked to the Sgt Major O’Neill of the 2nd Bn, Royal Scots, he reminded me that they all know what it’s like to bury a comrade and they wanted to do right by this one, irrespective of the 250 years that separates them.
Watching the funeral service
Patriot standards.
From the funeral, back to the battlefield where they will be reinterred.
Lastly, the Highlander.
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You will struggle to find a more jaw dropping story of naval skill and gallantry than that of USS Johnston at Leyte Gulf:
In one of those strange & terrible chance events USS Johnston, a little destroyer of 2,000 tons, found itself facing the largest battleship ever built, Yamato, 70,000 tons, talismanic flagship of the Japanese fleet. Capable of firing a broadside twice the weight of Bismarck’s.
AND alongside Yamato, THREE other massive battle wagons, SIX heave cruisers and an ensemble cast of other ships.
A story of two Battle of Britain aces, combat, love, heartbreak and death.
One day this will be a movie.
Patrick Woods Scawen joined the RAF in 1937. He flew a Hurricane over the family home and younger brother Tony was sold. He joined up the following year.
He had poor eyesight so he learned the eye chart off by heart and bluffed his way in.
On Tony’s first flight his big brother sat in the instructor’s seat.
As a child during WW2 Maxwell hid alone in the woods of what is now Ukraine. He was hunted. He survived by foraging. He rescued a baby in the aftermath of a massacre of other Jews.
He’s now the subject of a major new movie. And he’s on the podcast.
His father had been taken away & murdered soon after the German invasion. He had managed to avoid several sweeps of the ghetto but was finally discovered in his hiding place.
His grandfather was then executed in front of him.
After some time with his mother and sister in captivity their turn came. They were told to get onto trucks. In the tumult of that moment his mother, clutching his little sister, simply told him to ‘run.’
Somehow he evaded the guards & fled. His mother & sister were then killed.
'I shall never lead a war against Russia. I shall make sacrifices to avoid it. A war between Austria & Russia would end either with the overthrow of the Romanovs or with the overthrow of the Habsburgs – or perhaps the overthrow of both.’
Franz Ferdinand
His murder became the pretext for the war that had been his life’s work to prevent.
Hope for all of us. He was soon to be promoted from Captain to Brigadier General in just three years, becoming the youngest general in the British Army
Stefan Zweig's description of Europe after WW1 is familiar:
"An era of frenzied ecstasy & chaotic deception, a unique mixture of impatience & fanaticism. Everything that promised an extreme... experience, every form of narcotic-morphine, cocaine, heroin sold like hot cakes
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Schools councils....were set up, with young people keeping a sharp eye on the teachers & making their own changes to the curriculum, because children wanted to learn only what they liked.
There was rebellion, purely for the fun of rebelling against everything once accepted, even against the natural order and the eternal difference between the sexes