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Remembrance Day 
11th-Nov-2007 09:46 am
Adventure before dementia

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"

For The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They 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.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

Laurence Binyon (1869-1943),

11th-Nov-2007 12:07 pm (UTC)
It's good to take time to remember
11th-Nov-2007 08:24 pm (UTC)
Yes - something I feel is very important
11th-Nov-2007 01:30 pm (UTC)
Thank you. It is good to never forget.
11th-Nov-2007 08:25 pm (UTC)
It is so easy to let things sli[p - so it is good to make yourself ponder once in a while
11th-Nov-2007 03:28 pm (UTC)
Never forget the heroes who died. And let's hope we can prevent further wars.
11th-Nov-2007 08:26 pm (UTC)
Yes - We need to learn by our past mistakes - to prevent others dying.
11th-Nov-2007 05:05 pm (UTC)
Everyone who serves their country is heroic and selfless. We need more of that in everyday life.
11th-Nov-2007 08:27 pm (UTC)
Yes - so many people live just for themselves - wouldn't it be great if we could all just give some time for others
11th-Nov-2007 08:25 pm (UTC)
Thank you for this :-)
We should all remember.
11th-Nov-2007 08:28 pm (UTC)
It is good to take time out to remember - they gave so much for us.
11th-Nov-2007 10:37 pm (UTC)
We should never forgot;
      but we do.
We should always honour;
      but we are too wrapped up in our own lives.
We should cherish the freedom fought so hard for by others;
      but we are too complacent because we didn't have to pay anything for it personally.
But when the time comes again and we need to be saved;
      we will again be defended by those we will eventually forget.

Edited at 2007-11-11 10:38 pm (UTC)
12th-Nov-2007 08:02 am (UTC)
That is so true - Thank you for that
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