November 11

On the 11th day of the 11th month at the 11th hour...

Today marks the end of World War One 90 years ago. The memories of this date mean different things to each of the Allied nations.

...The British remember the glory of Mons, and the killing fields of the Somme,

...The French, the Taxi Cab Army and miracle of the Marne, the Cauldron called Verdun,

...The Australians, the heat of Gallipoli and Suvla Bay,

...The United States remembers the Marines at Belleau Wood, and the bravery at the Argonne,

...But Canadians, they remember Ypres and Flanders Fields...

In Flanders Fields

In 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.

Lt.-Col. John McCrae

Let them be remebered today.
de Brantigny

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