A bit late and a dollar short, but here were my experiences on ANZAC day.

My Brigade (41st Infantry) developed close ties to the ANZACs out of shared experiences during WWII. Even though the ties don't go back to Gallipoli, it has been tradition to celebrate (or at least acknowledge) ANZAC day since.

This year, were were down in Camp Roberts, CA training up for our deployment to Iraq on ANZAC day and decided to have a proper celebration.

The entire Brigade (about 2600 people) got up early (0400) and arranged ourselves on top of a hill over looking Camp Roberts. At Sunrise, we came over the top of the hill more or less in unison with an assembled group of dignitaries including WWII vets from our unit, military and diplomatic representative from the US, Australia and New Zealand.

Then, the New Zealand, Australian and US flags were raised simultaneously and the National Anthems were played (in that order, I think) followed by a cannon salute from 105mm howitzers.

I imagine the whole process looked much more impressive from their perspective. We were too busy trying not to trip over things as we walked down the hill. One of the Ambassadors seemed a bit choked up by things though.