If we keep remembering the horrors of war, hopefully, one day, we'll learn to live without them, in peace.

My great great uncle is somewhere under the soil of Arras. He has nothing but a name in the Vis en Artois Cemetery. He's one of over 9,000 men who fell in the period from 8 August 1918 to the date of the Armistice in the "Advance to Victory" in Picardy and Artois, between the Somme and Loos, and who have no known grave. There are probably another 2,500 graves in that one cemetery alone. 11,500 men killed in a 10km area, in 3 months.

I'd be more than honoured to attend his funeral service, should they ever find identifiable remains. He fared better than 3 other relatives. What's left of them is under the sea, in the twisted and shattered remains of the 3 ships they were sunk on during the Battle of Jutland, 1916.

90 years or 90 days ago, these men who gave their lives should be honoured. You cannot honour a man who died in a war last month and not honour his predecessor who died last century doing the same job.

LTS