Thoughts from a Bulldozer Driver

Each Anzac Day, my family along with millions of other Australians rise from their warm beds before daybreak to attend a local Anzac Day dawn service. These services take place in almost every city, town and locality across Australia and New Zealand. We pause to think about what Anzac Day means to us, and to the nation.  The young men and women who went to fight in foreign lands did so in support and defense of one simple idea: freedom. Freedom to speak, think, act and live their lives without interference from tyrants or oppressors. They fought for a society where they didn’t need permission from a government authority to enjoy a lifestyle of their choosing. They fought so that their children and our children could inherit a world that was better than their own, and where personal choice and personal liberty mattered. And now here we are, just a couple of generations later, and I can’t help but feel that we don't fully understand exactly what freedom is, or what it actually means....