Memories of memorials: Looking back at the Anzac Days of my life
Over the past two decades, Sandra Sarala has attended Anzac Day ceremonies in Wellington, Berlin, Moscow and at Gallipoli itself. She reflects on the meaning of our war memorial day as the terrorist threat grows in Europe and Turkey slides towards dictatorship. Growing up in Dunedin’s splendid isolation, Anzac Day meant ‘holiday, shops closed’. Aside … Read more