Veteran’s Day

When I was a small town kid during the post World War II we called today, Armistice Day for it marked the day and hour that World War I ended.

In those years there were still men who had survived the horrors of that war, men who put on their uniforms and marched in the parades on Memorial Day, the Fourth of July and Labor Day.

Disabled Veterans with bodies broken and scarred by war sold red plastic poppies on Armistice Day and our parents put them on our coats. Remember the price our soldiers and other Servicemen (Now I must add Servicewomen too) paid in those terrible wars because they sacrificed their bodies and risked their lives fighting for our country.

In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae, May 1915

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.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s