We spent this morning at the Cenotaph along with many many others.
Tonight we will attend our Royal Canadian Legion Remembrance Day Dinner as we do each year.
I hope you all took the time on this eleventh day, eleventh month and at the eleventh hour to remember for a few minutes those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for you and I, to those who are now still standing guard over our freedoms and rights and to those who have been there, done that and we all seem to forget to thank.
http://www.greatwar.co.uk/poems/john-mc ... fields.htm
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.
Major John McCrae
