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For all you Canadians out there, be sure to remember that the 11th of this month is a day dedicated to the rememberance of all of those (not just Canadians) who faught.
Be sure to get your poppy and attend a local cermony or watch the Rememberance Day cermonies on Parliment Hill in Ottawa at 11am.
Our freedom did not come for free. Those of that greatest generation sacrificed every ounce of their being so that we could lead the lives we live. We owe them far more thanks than could be expressed, so please, on Rememberance Day, remember.
In Flanders FieldsIn Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. - John McCrae.
John McCrae was a member of the First Canadian contingent, died in France on January 28, 1918, after four years of service on the Western Front.
[This message has been edited by Peter V (edited 11-07-2000).]
