Each year, the eleventh day of the eleventh month sobers me with some catastrophic statistics. Across the world, there were 9.7 million military deaths and 10 million civilian deaths. That alone, is just monstrous. The UK lost 886,342 troops and 109,000 civilians. As with any sustained conflict, these casualties defined the nations of the kingdom with all families affected at the time. These fine young men and women gave their lives so that future generations could live theirs. We owe it to them, the generations that followed them and to serving uniformed colleagues today to remember their sacrifice. In the finest of words by William Shakespeare, “Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear.”