I blame the smoke for my tears.
It was hot, steamy and fires in the area made it smoky too.
Nothing to do with thinking about the thousands of prisoners of war who died there or those, like my Uncle Dick, who survived and came home but were forever changed.
To walk part of the notorious Thai-Burma railway, including Hellfire Pass, was a truly emotional journey for me.
No matter how uncomfortable I was, it was only a drop in the ocean compared to the suffering this path has seen.
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