This year, I’ll be running in memory of my uncle, Camille Parent. Born in 1927 in a small village on Quebec’s Gaspé Peninsula, he borrowed money from his neighbours at the age of 16 to buy a train ticket to Quebec City to join the army, a dream he’d cherished since childhood. Rejected because of his age, he became a private in the Royal 22e Régiment as soon as he reached the age of majority. He fought in the Korean War, where he saw many of his brothers-in-arms lose their lives. He was also chosen to parade at the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II. He left the army for the love of his future wife. He has always been proud to have been part of the Canadian Armed Forces. A quiet man, he spoke little of his military life and experiences. Now deceased, it is with pride and respect that I will run the 21.1 km in his memory.