Anzac Day holds a special place in the hearts of all Australians.
It goes beyond the anniversary of the landing on Gallipoli a century ago next year. It is about remembering - and paying respect to - the Aussie men and women who have served and died in all wars, conflicts and peacekeeping operations.
My grandfather, William Parker McKie, arrived in Australia on his 21st birthday in 1925. He joined the Australian Army and fought with the 2/1 Pioneer battalion during World War II. Thankfully for me, he survived. Had he not, our family lineage would have ended there.
Of course many Diggers do not return from battle, having made the ultimate sacrifice in protecting our freedom and way of life.
The spirit of the Anzac, with its human qualities of courage, mateship and sacrifice, continues to have meaning and relevance for our sense of national identity.
These pictures were taken last weekend on a trip to Canberra with my wife Paula, when we toured the Australian War Memorial - where this morning the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge joined an estimated 36,500 at the Dawn Service - and inspected the Roll of Honour.
Lest We Forget.