Lest We Forget

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.

- John McCrae

In honour of Remembrance Day, I have decided to refrain from posting on red today.

I took a moment to give thanks for those who paid the ultimate sacrifice for my freedom. I thank the Canadian (since WWII), British (WWI) and allied forces who served in combat and peacekeeping missions.

Coincidentally, our wedding date is June 6th. This date was picked for its convenience, but it is the anniversary of D-Day. Canadians paid a pivotal role in this battle, advancing farther into France than any other allied force.