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General : Today We Remember..We Will Never Forget!
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From: MSN Nicknametin-lizzy  (Original Message)Sent: 11/11/2008 12:11 PM

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In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae


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.


 

On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918, the First World War ended. Civilians wanted to remember the people who had given their lives for peace and freedom. An American War Secretary, Moina Michael, inspired by John McCrae's poem, began selling poppies to friends to raise money for the ex-Service community. And so the tradition began.

 

 

 

 

 

 

History of the Poppy Appeal

The first official Legion Poppy Day was held in Britain on 11 November 1921, inspired by the poem In Flanders' Fields written by John McCrae. Since then the Poppy Appeal has been a key annual event in the nation's calendar.

 

How the Poppy Appeal began

 

 

 

 

 

Some of the bloodiest fighting of World War One took place in the Flanders and Picardy regions of Belgium and Northern France. The poppy was the only thing which grew in the aftermath of the complete devastation. McCrae, a doctor serving there with the Canadian Armed Forces, deeply inspired and moved by what he saw, wrote these verses:

 

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Remembrance Day  (UK)

Remembrance Day  (Canada)
Remembrance Day (Australia)
 
Veteran's  Day  (U.S.A.)
And In Every Country
all around the World
That was involved in those wars
Remembers those who gave us our Freedom
And Peace
 

 

Remembrance Day (November 11) marks the anniversary of the armistice which ended the First World War (1914 - 18).  At 11 am. on November 11, 1918 the guns of the Western Front fell silent after more than 4 years of continuous warfare.   This year marks the 87th observance of Remembrance Day.

 

Let Us Remember & Pray For
All Those who died in the Wars for the Freedom we have today
Those who fought and came home disabled
The families of all these soldiers
For anyone involved in these Wars in any way
and all those in Active Service Today
still fighting for our countries
 
May We Never Forget Them
 

Remember Them...

Soldiers

In Arlington and Flanders Field,

They rest in row by row.

They fought and died for liberty

to preserve the peace we know.

They fought upon the beaches

 of many foreign lands.

They fought for right and glory

 for which our country stands.

They marched to war with courage.

 They fought the battles thru.

They only thought of victory,

our peace they would renew.

On distant shores and jungle wars,

 they would for peace persist.

They gave their lives for freedom,

no greater cause exist.

For honor, truth, and glory,

they fought and died together,

side by side in trenches deep.

They're remembered now and ever.

In Flanders Field and Arlington,

 and in jungles and oceans deep,

 our boys will rest forever.

We pray they rest in peace.

Jack E. Barnett

   

"Who more than self their Country loved...
...And Freedom more than life..."

 

 
 
Let us honour and give thanks to all the
American and Commonwealth heroes
who gave their lives in order that we may live 
 

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Remember
Written by Father Denis Edward O'Brien, USMC

It was the Veteran, not the reporter,
who has given us the freedom of the press.

It was the Veteran, not the poet,
who has given us freedom of speech.

It was the Veteran, not the lawyer,
who has given us the right to fair trial.

It was the Veteran, not the campus organizer,
who has given us freedom to demonstrate.

It is the Veteran, who salutes the flag,
who served under the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
who allows the protestor to burn the flag.

 

To REMEMBER is to HONOR

 







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From: MSN Nickname♠اMõ�?/nobr>Sent: 11/11/2008 5:01 PM
Wilfred Owen

Dulce Et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.


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From: MSN Nicknametin-lizzySent: 11/12/2008 12:11 AM
Regardless of the 'Why's' and 'Wherefore's' of war...the fact is many young men died doing what they believe was the right thing for them to do.
                                                                                                                                                                  
Every year, no matter what else I forget...I never forget to honour the memory of those men.....sometimes it takes a couple of hours to make the post....
 
Other times...like this morning, I accidentally deleted it just as I was about to post and had to start from scratch...
 
All the time I am in tears...Its an important day for many....Its important for me...
 
I know there are Gripes members that feel the same...and its for them that I post this thread...
 
Young men went to war and many died or suffered severe wounds...
 
This day isn't about what is right and wrong...Its about what happened...and its about how we care....
 
Its about how they believed they were doing the right thing.....and gave their lives because of what they believed...
 
I respect that...and will always remember them...
 
 

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From: MSN Nickname♠اMõ�?/nobr>Sent: 11/12/2008 6:29 AM
My post wasn't a judgemental one, it was written by a soldier and poet who spent time in the trenches, suffered shell shock and was tragically killed just a week before armistice day. That's how he saw the war at the time he wrote it.
 
I posted my 'favourite' first world war poem, nothing more than that. The images/sounds/smells/emotions that poem elicited for me have stayed with me ever since I first read it as a youngster and drove me to discover more about WW1 from that point.
 
As unpalatable as it is, let's not forget the horrors of war both in the past and the present ... and sadly and predictably, in the future. One lives in hope that the human race will find another way to sort out their differences one day but ...
 
Incidentally Lizbeth, they didn't all think they were doing the right thing. Do you know what happened to conscientious objectors?
 
Nevertheless, my hat off to anyone who puts their life at risk to defend the rights and lifestyle of the likes of me. I know full well I wouldn't have the guts to do it.
 
 

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