On Tuesday, we remembered. We gave special thought to those who gave their tomorrow for our today. At 11, I stood with friends and strangers in Rhodes War Cemetery in bright sunshine, bowed my head and said a silent thank you. Afterwards, I walked and read and wondered what lives, hopes, dreams the gravestones marked. Something caught my attention – that extra something, giving a glimpse beyond the stone to the man. There’s a snail on the stone, there’s Valentine’s Day, there’s a photograph of five smiling young men, with their names and ranks. They served together, they died together. We remember together.