As we stand for two minutes of silence, we remember those who are not able to communicate with us directly because they did not return from their term of service.
But, even though we are no longer able to hear their voices, the dead do speak. They speak when you cast a ballot in an election. Their words resound when you wear a crucifix, or a yarmulke, or a kirpan, or a hijab. They are heard in every letter to the editor, or when 3,000 march to protest the hypocritical closing of the Veteran’s Affairs office in Sydney. They echo when you join a union, a political party, a club or group of any type.
Do the dead speak? They speak every day. Our job is to listen.

Well said, Doug.