11-11-11: Standing, Facing East, in Memory of the Armistice
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.
--by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD
Armistice Day, Veteran's Day, both appear to be forgotten amidst news stories that 11-11-11 will be marked by an unusually high number of weddings due to what is viewed as a lucky date or number. Will no one stand and face East at 11 AM today in memory of the Armistice? In a society little interested in duty and honor, it is not surprising that there is such limited regard for this historic day.
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.
--by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD
Armistice Day, Veteran's Day, both appear to be forgotten amidst news stories that 11-11-11 will be marked by an unusually high number of weddings due to what is viewed as a lucky date or number. Will no one stand and face East at 11 AM today in memory of the Armistice? In a society little interested in duty and honor, it is not surprising that there is such limited regard for this historic day.
1 Comments:
I pause, face east each Nov. 11 in their honor though the war ended decades before I was born.
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