While stars still faintly twinkled and the moon shone brightly above, grandparents held hands with the next generation who would remember.
Bleary-eyed parents gently bundled sleepy children into dew-covered cars, and amidst the waking birdsong, leather-clad motorbike enthusiasts rumbled into town.
Farmers in their utes rattled down the main street and locals rugged up and wandered down.
Couples with dogs on leads strolled in to stand side-by-side with beanie-clad teenagers huddled under woolen blankets and service medals tinkled quietly as people shuffled in the early morning chill.
And so it was this clear Autumn Anzac Day, as hundreds were drawn to the annual Two Wells Anzac Day service at the town’s memorial gardens.
Estimates put the crowd at well over 600.
As Two Wells RSL president, Tony Flaherty, led proceedings a sense of kinship, thankfulness and Australian mateship settled over those gathered.
People sniffled quietly, others sang the national anthem proudly, while others still, heads bowed, quietly remembered.
Wreaths were laid and rosemary lovingly placed.
Every year attendance at this service is strong and the atmosphere of respect and gratitude for those who have fallen during battle, and for those who are currently serving, is clearly front and centre in the minds of all.
It could be seen in the wide-eyed look of young children who were asked to stand quietly but were not quite sure why; in the sweet faces of babies who were cuddled and quietened.
It was reflected in the sombre faces of service personnelle and those who proudly wear military badges.
It was palpable, and as we vowed to remember them, we meant it.
Lest we forget.