Lest we forget

Today we took the old person to Sutton Bank to leave a cross in memory of Dad. He was stationed in Pocklington with the 102 Squadron during the war and fell in love with the area. Some of my earliest memories are picnicking on Sutton Bank watching the gliders fly over head when we lived in the area and he always brought us back to Yorkshire for holidays after we moved back up to Scotland. He would have loved to return here to live but circumstances prevented it so when he passed away on Halloween in 1993 we brought his ashes to scatter off the bank and come every Remembrance weekend to leave a cross at the memorial that has been placed here.