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|11-11-2008, 03:46 PM||#11 (permalink)|
Join Date: May 2007
Location: Ancaster Ontario
CANADIAN WARPLANE HERITAGE
He passed away in August of 2007, they had to pack alot of living into their potentially short lives.
I'll be putting a poppy on his grave tonight.
"You're the man now dog"
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|11-11-2008, 03:58 PM||#12 (permalink)|
Cool story, Bob.
One of my uncles was suckered into joining the Germans (Galician Division) and soon after went AWOL, joining the underground in Eastern Europe (Poland/Western Ukraine). Did a lot of stuff, both good and bad but as a result, he could never write home under his own name. Always had to use an alias.
|11-11-2008, 04:17 PM||#13 (permalink)|
Join Date: Sep 2006
We Shall Keep the Faith
Oh! You who sleep in Flanders' Fields
Sleep sweet - to rise anew;
We caught the torch you threw,
And holding high we kept
The faith with those who died.
We cherish, too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led.
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
But lends a lustre to the red
On the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders' fields.
And now the torch and Poppy red
Wear in honour of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught:
We've learned the lesson that ye taught
In Flanders' fields.
Figured I would share this one. The author Moina Michael is the woman that actually started the use of the Flanders Field Memorial Poppy. She's buried about 2 blocks from my Elementary school and my 6th grade English teacher took us to her grave on Veterans day to take part in a ceremony there where we recited both the original poem and Moina Michaels reply.
|11-11-2008, 06:18 PM||#15 (permalink)|
Amazing song you found their Wayne. Even though I couldn't make it to the war memorial today I put on my old cadet uniform at 10:30 and when 11:11am came around I stood at attention in my room facing my flag for 2 minutes in dead silence. 2 of my great uncles died in the war they will forever have my undying respect and admiration for their sacrifice. I hope one day I can be 1/100th the man that they both were. They out of the goodness of their hearts went and fought and died to stop the evil that was the natzis.
now at this very moment I drink a toast to not only the veterans of those past wars but to the men and women currently serving overseas. They may not pay the ultimate price but they pay a price in being away from their families and friends for months or years on end.
So I say in closing to here's to you men and women this small toast of a shot of whiskey is in in the memory of the sacrifice that and so many others before you have made
*drinks my shot of whiskey*
|11-11-2008, 06:57 PM||#16 (permalink)|
copied from wikipedia
More than any other battle, Passchendaele has come to symbolise the horrific nature of the great battles of the First World War. In terms of the dead, the Germans lost approximately 260,000 men, while the British Empire forces lost about 300,000, including approximately 36,500 Australians, 3,596 New Zealanders and some 16,000 Canadians from 1915 to 1917. 90,000 British and Dominion bodies were never identified, and 42,000 never recovered. Aerial photography showed 1,000,000 shell holes in 1 square mile (2.56 kmē).
Just like at Normandy I would be like You "want me to do what?"
|11-11-2008, 07:02 PM||#17 (permalink)|
Stock Class Aficionado
In addition to all the Canadian losses during the past and present wars, I extended a moment of silence for the men of the Royal Newfoundland Regiment (not to separate Canada and NL), which were wiped out at Beaumont Hamel on July 16th, 1916. 730 men over the top, 69 came back.
To the Blue Puttees...
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