November 11th, 2007

Adventure before dementia

Remembrance Day

On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month in 1918 the guns across The Western Front fell silent, and The Great War was over.

Many thousands had died, many thousands were wounded, many thousands came home with mental and physical scars.  One of my two grandfathers had served in the trenches of France and Belgium from February 1915 to October 1918, when he was sent home with trench feet.  He died Christmas Day 1978 and those times lived with him.

I hope that you all take 2 minutes to pause and reflect on these people as well as all those who have since died.

shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them."

"Greater love thath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends"
        John ch. 15 v.13

"When you go home, tell them of us.
For their tomorrow, we gave our today"

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