On September 1st, 1939 the order arrived.
He was to report at 8:30am the following morning for military duty in the Royal Army. He said goodbye to his Mother, Father, younger sister and younger brothers.
Outfitted with an RA uniform, he was packed onto a boat and shipped to India, along with many familiar friends and faces. He would help defend India, fight along with the Gurkhas, survive several ambushes and more.
…And over time, lose all of his friends that went along with him.
He returned a hero. But like most of these heroes, he didn’t want to talk about it. He just wanted to live in the freedom that he fought so very hard for.
You know, we can do what we want to do, we can be what we want to be all because of one thing: our freedom. All thanks to the efforts of the men and women who put their lives in harms way, so that we can enjoy life and freedom from fear or harm… today.
So if you know someone in the military, thank them. If you know–or see–an old veteran, stop and say “thank you.” It is, without question, the very least that we can do.
With much gratitude to our military, I thank you all.
Blair
In Remembrance of:
Sgt George M. Robertson RA
75th Highland Field Regiment/300 Field Battery
Aberdeen Scotland
1920-1995
Thank you Dad, for the sacrifices you made and your contribution to my freedom. I love you and I miss you badly, especially on this day.
The Discovery Channel called Blair Robertson "the last of a dying breed of psychics," the Washington Times called him their "favorite prognosticator," and countless radio, television and newspapers have attested to his remarkable achievements. 
