For the Fallen

The first world war ought to be dead by now. The soldiers who fought in it, the generals and politicians who ran it, are gone. The flickering newsreels show a world we hardly recognize. On the battlefields, the trenches have scarred over, and grass covers the shrapnel and shells. The corpses are now crosses on cemetery lawns. For Australians, the war is not only 90 years in the past but immensely far away. Yet Anzac Day ceremonies and battlefield pilgrimages are more popular than ever—and even the indifferent can't ignore the memorials in every town. When Les Carlyon passes one, "I...

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