Vetran's Day/ Poppies

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    The "Canadian Moments" TV spot has Col John McCrae as being from Montreal but I can't remember if he was born there and lived in Guelph or born in Guelph and lived in Montreal for his time in the war.  Either way there is a house on Water Street between Gordon and Edinburgh dedicated to him and I went to the elementary school named after him back in the 80's.  It's worth a visit if you have any sentiment towards the wars and the lives that influenced it's events.  I understand that not everyone does.  Though I won't advocate war, those two wars were truly honorable.  I doubt this one will have the same value in 40 years.

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  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: C Boyko 
  To: Daun Yeagley 
  Cc: scirocco-l@scirocco.org 
  Sent: Friday, November 10, 2006 04:57 AM
  Subject: OT: Vetran's Day/ Poppies


  I'd been talking to one of the US lister's about Remembrance day and why it
  is that Canadians wear poppies to remember those who served. Sadly, the
  numbers of WWII Vetrans are quickly dwindling, and WWI vets are no longer
  present at our ceremonies of Remembrance. This poem was written by a
  Canadian field surgeon, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae MD, who had spent 17
  days patching up the injured at Ypres, and exhausted, sat down and wrote
  this poem. It has become part of the Canadian national fabric, and is the
  reason we as Canadians wear a poppy as a symbol of respect and remembrance.

  In Flander's Fields

  In Flander's 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. 





  Cathy


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