One hundred years ago yesterday - on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month - the guns fell silent, and for a time, the world rediscovered peace.
We commemorated with a smattering of services throughout our communities. They were not the crowds of Anzac Day, where hearteningly dawn parades across the country seemingly draw larger and younger crowds every year, but that is perhaps un-surprising.
The important thing is we do remember, and continue to remember. Be it an Anzac Day service, an old war movie, or a piece of family history - we each have our windows to the passed.
And that's important for many reasons.
George Santayana's famous quote "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it," is one.
But the one I think sheets home the futility of war most aptly comes from someone who fought in the blood-soaked mud. Who smelled the fear and tasted death.
"There's a battle plan?"
-Edmond BlackAdder