tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169740113013066976.post6009822689428369935..comments2024-02-10T12:12:06.028+00:00Comments on The Real Blog: The strange story of the sinking of the GulcemalDavid Boylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11410159311875228620noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169740113013066976.post-72911372616731379552013-10-27T21:45:40.028+00:002013-10-27T21:45:40.028+00:00Perhaps you're right, but I was born only 40 y...Perhaps you're right, but I was born only 40 years after the end of WWI, and I assure you I don't feel that old (this may be a delusion on my part). But I also have young children who can really make no sense of it - in some ways I'm pleased, in other ways I don't want the lessons so forgotten that we risk having to learn them again...David Boylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11410159311875228620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169740113013066976.post-24155821211105092722013-10-27T16:44:27.246+00:002013-10-27T16:44:27.246+00:00David. I rather feel that transition from remember...David. I rather feel that transition from rememberence to history happened some time ago. <br /><br />I'm 28, which hardly seems THAT young, and was struck the other day to think that I have NEVER met a veteran of the first world war. I'm pretty sure I once met a woman in an old people's home were we had been sent on a school trip who would have been an adult in the first world war, but everyone I can think of who i actually knew at all was born after 1918. It is therefore almost impossible for me to relate to world war one as an event that really affected real people, in the way that I can still do for the second world war.<br /><br />For me it is glorious to think that my young daughter will probably grow up not really knowing anybody from world war 2 either, and that, for her, living memory will only ever be of (some sort of) peace.Simonnoreply@blogger.com