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hattie
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2011 12:50pm
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On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month we will never forget them - our military men and women who fought and gave their lives so that we could have freedom.
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.
"In Flanders Fields" was written during WWI by Canadian military doctor, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae on May 3, 1915 the day after the death of his friend, Lieutenant Alexis Helmer. The poem was first published on December 8, 1915 in Punch Magazine. The poppies referred to in the poem have become a symbol of Remembrance Day.
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bobrok
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2011 04:20pm
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Amen.
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Malamute
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# Posted: 12 Nov 2011 08:24pm
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Good post Hattie.
Thank you Ma'am.
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hattie
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2014 12:24pm - Edited by: hattie
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On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month we must never forget!
Somebody's Son
Somebody's Son has volunteered to risk his life for you...
Somebody's Son is far from home and the things that homefolk do...
Somebody's Son for your Freedom's sake is preparing himself for War...
Somebody's Son deserves your help for it's YOU he's fighting for!
Somebody's Mother is giving her boy in a Cause that's yours as well...
Somebody's Wife knows a loneliness that only her heart can tell...
Somebody's Mother and Somebody's Wife are doing all they can do...
Somebody prays that some others may care – and the answer is up to YOU!
Somebody's Son in the days to come must meet the bitter Test...
Somebody's Man for our Freedom's plan in a foreign field may rest...
Somebody's Job is to care for them NOW – for on them all our hopes depend...
Somebody's Job is to dig up the cash and that Somebody's YOU, my friend!
(poem from the Similkameen Star, February 26, 1942)
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razmichael
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2014 03:17pm
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Thank you Hattie. It is the one day of the year I wish I was still in uniform.
Here is a poem my, then 7 year old, son wrote and reads each year at his school ceremony:
Poppies, Poppies
November 2010
Poppies, poppies, a field full of poppies,
Remember those who have fought,
And think of the times they tried so hard,
And all of the freedom they brought.
Poppies, poppies, a field full of poppies,
Remember the lives they lost,
And think of how hard they tried to make peace,
And remember what it all cost.
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bugs
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2014 05:14pm
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Good thread Hattie and great posts!
Pic of me da' (shirtless centre) and mates 1943 in Tunisia. My dad served with RCAF 420 Squadron during the war as a fitter in England and N. Africa.
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LoonWhisperer
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2014 05:32pm
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Awesome thread. Thanks Hattie.
I would also like to send along a heart felt thanks to all the men and women that served, and continue to serve in order that we may enjoy our freedom.
And A special shout out to my Dad, 88 years young, who enlisted at the age of 16 with the British navy in WWII. I am very thankful he is still with us today.
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hattie
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# Posted: 12 Nov 2017 12:00am - Edited by: hattie
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For Bob's Uncle John who didn't make it home in WWII -
High Flight by: John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
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Salty Craig
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# Posted: 12 Nov 2017 05:15pm
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Salute from Salty
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paulz
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# Posted: 12 Nov 2017 07:06pm
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Thank you Hattie
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DaveBell
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# Posted: 13 Nov 2017 05:58am
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Quoting: hattie High Flight by: John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
Back in the 60's that was the sign off used by one TV network at midnight. The vocalist paused before the last line, then said it softly.
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hattie
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2018 01:35am
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"They shall not grow old,
As we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning,
We will remember them."
Laurence Binyon
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naturelover66
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2018 08:24am
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Thank you Hattie ⤠we must always remember our brave veterans.
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Wilbour
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2018 09:14pm
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Although my dad served in Peace Times, he did do his part keeping one of our aircraft carriers patrolling the 7 seas.
Thanks Dad!
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hattie
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# Posted: 9 Nov 2019 12:40pm
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Bob's Uncle John received the Distinguished Flying Cross in 1942, and was later promoted to Flight Lieutenant. He married in August of 1943, and was shot down over France, and tragically killed, 9 days later, before his 21st birthday. He is buried in Amiens, France.
Lest we forget....
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LoonWhisperer
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# Posted: 9 Nov 2019 06:20pm - Edited by: LoonWhisperer
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Quoting: Wilbour Although my dad served in Peace Times, he did do his part keeping one of our aircraft carriers patrolling the 7 seas. Thanks Dad!
Awesome! My father served on a British aircraft carrier in WWII. He turned 93 last August.
Thanks hattie for starting this thread.
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hattie
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# Posted: 9 Nov 2019 08:50pm
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Great photos Loonwhisperer! Thank you for sharing them.
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DaveBell
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# Posted: 10 Nov 2019 06:59am - Edited by: DaveBell
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U.S. Army 1975-1985 Tank Mechanic, Satellite Comms Tech.
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hattie
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2019 12:36am
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Thank you for your service DaveBell.
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ConnyW
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2019 03:49am
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Amen!
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creeky
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# Posted: 11 Nov 2019 09:20am
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Sue's dad passed almost a year ago at 99 and 11/12s.
He served during WWII in both the British and the Canadian Air Force as a navigator on a small bomber converted to reconnaissance. I had a chance to read the reports he wrote. One days report was:
"Chased by nightfighters on return."
Such a simple line.
Lest we forget.
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