For 96-year-old Gordon Richardson, Anzac Day means everything. His father served in both world wars and he and his wife met while serving in New Guinea during the Second World War.
Each year, he travels from his home in Sydney to spend Anzac Day at the Australian War Memorial in Canberra, and remember those who served.
He writes a letter to the Memorial to book tickets for the National Ceremony and lays a wreath at the Last Post Ceremony the night before to pay his respects.
“It means a lot to me,” he said, quietly.
“My father was in an Essex regiment during the First World War, and he was taken prisoner in Turkey.
“The Poms and the French were down on the bottom part of Gallipoli, at Cape Helles, and they lost a lot of soldiers there too.
“He made it back to England after the war … but he never, ever spoke about it.”