Reflecting on yesterday, I think the crux of the matter is that I don’t know whether you honour the sacrifice by remembering or by forgetting. I think Peter’s point was that there was no purpose in any of it- the only comfort being that the next traveller along the path would be spared what he himself had to endure. Even Max Hastings comments that he is grateful that he has been relieved of the need to discover whether he could have matched their impossible sacrifices.
Is it important to interpret the past, or is it just pawing around in the glories of someone else?
I’m still very unsure about this. Or…
Another way to look at it, is to consider papaver rhoeas– the common field poppy.
The field poppy is an annual plant which flowers each year between about May and August. Its seeds are disseminated on the wind and can lie dormant in the ground for a long time. If the ground is disturbed from the early spring the seeds will germinate and the poppy flowers will grow.