Today, in Canada it is Remembrance Day. This is a day to give pause and quietly pay homage to that great number of men and women who sacrificed/sacrifice themselves to ensure our continuing freedoms.
This is a day that always leaves me feeling particularly morose. I think of the men and women that gave their lives, believing that this war would be the end to all war. Sadly, how wrong they were.
I'm not old enough to remember the two World Wars. But I promise to never forget.
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.
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I was a little teary eyed this morning getting ready for work. I was thinking about Mom and how she used to run under the table when she heard the planes fly over. I also thought about how our Grandmothers had to raise our parents, aunts and uncles on their own while their husbands were away.
I also vow never to forget.
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