The older gentleman in the photo was my grandfather. Humble, kind, joyful, and as you can tell from the look on his face, so proud. He was also an RAF pilot throughout WWII. Reflecting on this: when my granddad was 23 years old (my age at the time the photo was taken), the war would have just finished; he would have obtained a pilots license but not a drivers license; he would have sacrificed his dreams to enlist for his country; he would have seen some terrible things; and he would have just met my grandmum, finding a job advertised in the newspaper to support a young family trying to make a way. At 23 years old he was more of a man than I will ever be. I am who I am because of him. I can express and live the life I lead because of him, too. Thank you. #lestweforget #remembranceday #weremember