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Today is Anzac day so it is fitting to observe that nearly every town (past or present) has a war memorial dating from World War 1 when so many of the youth of this land lost their lives in battle.  No town seems to have gone untouched by this carnage.  

Burraga, our town of today, is no exception.  The war memorial stands in the local park along with displays recording the other important history to this place, the copper mining era.



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  1. MarkApril 25, 2012 at 7:45 AM

    Not the usual obelisk or marble statue.

    Lest We Forget.

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  2. DinaApril 25, 2012 at 5:10 PM

    Shalom Joan. Yes, your word "carnage" is so true.
    I am shocked anew each memorial day.
    You are welcome to come to my blog and see how Jerusalem commemorated ANZAC Day yesterday.

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  3. JulieApril 27, 2012 at 9:33 AM

    This is quite a restrained memorial. But their presence is most striking, no matter which state one visits, and no matter how remote or small the town.

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