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John Andrewsfrom No.54The Blue Coat I thought of it, then, more as some kind of ritual, those yearly visits to the city square. I can still see the two of us, standing quietly there on those November Sundays. Perhaps he thought that we might share emotions that now I might define as being close to spiritual, now that I've had time to learn just how it is we learn, to glimpse at how to place the future in the past. Or maybe he just wanted me to see that history came not from books, but actually from people such as he. My memory suggests no rain on those cold days, the flat blue sky without a flaw, as perfect as the uniforms of the old men floating by. He wore his neat blue coat, just for one day each year, and now I wonder where it's gone. I choose to think that somehow he will sense that I have learnt the value of remembering, that it's not just in November that his voice I hear, and that what defines a hero is now completely clear. |
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