Bugsy Posted November 9, 2008 Share Posted November 9, 2008 For those millions who gave the ultimate sacrifice so that we can live our lives as we do today.... 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 our foe, To you with 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 - Col. John McCae - Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frenchie Posted November 9, 2008 Share Posted November 9, 2008 Yes,Gary, very true...And also a thought for the shot at dawn , English or French or from any other nationality.. [IMG]http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r20/regine79/shotatdawn.jpg[/IMG] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
suein56 Posted November 9, 2008 Share Posted November 9, 2008 [quote user="Bugbear"]For those millions who gave the ultimate sacrifice so that we can live our lives as we do today.... [/quote]The local group of ladies and gentlemen who decorate the calvaire I can see from my bedroom window gathered infront of the cross just after 9am this morning, a prayer was spoken and a hymn sung and they continued singing as they wended their way down the road back to their homes. The floral decoration and a phrase writ in flowers in the sand in front of the cross will remain there - if they follow usual practice - for a couple of weeks for anyone who passes to admire or reflect on. So simple, so heartfelt, so effective.Sue Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frenchie Posted November 9, 2008 Share Posted November 9, 2008 One of my students told me he volunteered to play music in front of the monument aux morts on Nov 11th, I found that very touching from a 16 year old boy who lost a great grand father in that war... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cooperlola2 Posted November 10, 2008 Share Posted November 10, 2008 I suppose the point about Armistice Day in France is that in WW1, it was the scene of unprecedented - and supremely pointless - carnage, while in WW2, it had the awfulness of 4 years of Nazi occupation. 'Allo 'Allo it probably wasn't. Certainly there is a keen sense of indebtedness here. Le Mans was liberated on 8th August 1944, but skirmishing continued nearer us to the North East on the 10th August - when a young US Lieutenant, Onias C Martin, lost his life near Bonnetable. [A local lady suggests he may have been the victim of friendly fire - an expression which, like "sympathetic detonation", conveys very little of its true import!]. Today the road into Bonnetable carries his name, regiment etc, and there is a lovely memorial, with a photo of the young man, at the roadside a few kilometres out of town. Well-maintained all year, on the anniversary of his death there are fresh flowers and the French and US flags fly over the memorial. Not bad for a foreigner who died before most of us were born! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cendrillon Posted November 10, 2008 Share Posted November 10, 2008 http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7713115.stm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Judith Posted November 10, 2008 Share Posted November 10, 2008 I think this is also extremely significant:LEST WE FORGETWhy are they selling poppies Mother?selling poppies in town today?The poppies, child, are the flowers of lovefor the men who marched away.But why have they chosen a poppy, Mother?why not a beautiful rose?Because, my child, men fought and diedin the fields where the poppy grows.But why are the poppies so red, Mother?why are the poppies so red?Red is the colour of blood, my child,the blood that our soldiers shed.The heart of the poppy is black, Motherwhy does it have to be black?Black, my child, is a symbol of grieffor the men who never came back.But why, Mother dear, are you crying so?your tears are like winter rain.My tears are my fears for you, my childFOR THE WORLD IS FORGETTING AGAIN.Taken from the magazine of the Rats of Tobruk AssociationWe shall be joining the commemoration in our village tomorrow Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Patf Posted November 10, 2008 Share Posted November 10, 2008 We studied this poem for english "O" level, by Wilfred Owen, who died right at the end of the war. It still sends shivers:http://www.english.emory.edu/LostPoets/StrangeMeeting.html Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Keni Posted November 11, 2008 Share Posted November 11, 2008 I hope this uploads - it is of my daughter Cj at the Evesham War Memorial - as a Sea Cadet she was'on duty' with her rifle at the corner post, along with others, each placed at another corner. For a young lass she took her part well. We are proud of her.Thanks Krusty for the help - I don't think I've sussed out the sizing thing yet, but hey, I can now upload pics![IMG]http://i436.photobucket.com/albums/qq82/keni1954/04112008175.jpg[/IMG] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
krusty Posted November 11, 2008 Share Posted November 11, 2008 Your pride is justified Keni ...... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Keni Posted November 11, 2008 Share Posted November 11, 2008 Thanks,Although she suffers from epilepsy, she has never let anything stand in her way - now an instructor at sea cadets, she has been taught everything from powerboating to drill. As a disability, it has not stopped her.The OH and his brother are in Flanders today - they have been at the Menin Gate for the ceremony.I must ask you about this sizing thing though... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quillan Posted November 12, 2008 Share Posted November 12, 2008 I normally go to our village cenotaph every year (missed it once when ill) to pay my respects. We don't have a band so its a getto blaster and tape job. Every year without fail we have a group of local children from the village primary school read a poem. Knowing that there are other Brits in the village and only one other ever bothers I find a bit disappointing although the other person and I always get a warm welcome. Both my grandfathers were in the great war, both were casualties and died of their wounds many years later, without their sacrifice I would not be here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TefkaC Posted November 12, 2008 Share Posted November 12, 2008 Also remembering the armies in the near and far east.............Charlie... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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