Dawn Service, Gallipoli, 25 April 2012
We come back. As we will always come back. To give the best and only gift that can matter anymore – our remembrance. We remember what the Anzacs did in war. And for what they did to shape our nation in peace. In this place, they taught us to regard Australia and nowhere else as home. Here where they longed for the shape and scent of the gum leaf and the wattle, not the rose or the elm. Where they remembered places called Weipa and Woolloomooloo, Toowoomba and Swan Hill. Or the sight of Mt Clarence as their ships pulled away from Albany, for so many the last piece of Australian soil they would ever live to see. This is the legend of Anzac, and it belongs to every Australian.