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.
Bradyen took part in the Remembrance Day ceremony today in Salmon Arm. He was in the parade with the Cub Scouts and marched from the Legion to the Cenotaph downtown. Afterward, he joined all the army dudes/air cadets, etc. for some hotdogs, hot chocolate and fellowship at the First United Church. It was cold and rainy and the wreath ceremony took FOREVER...but standing out there in the harsh blustering cold made me think of those soldiers stuck out in the middle of nowhere with cold feet and soaked clothing (probably freezing to death) fighting for and protecting my freedom. I sucked it up and braved the elements and enjoyed the ceremony...especially the bag pipes. I LOVE the bag pipes. Anyway, after the ceremony it was home to relax and hang out for the afternoon as a family. Good times! :)
Also, just wanted to mention that yesterday my Mom and Dad would have been married for 49 years!! Sadly, my Mom's been gone for 14 years now....and my Dad is happily remarried but I still like to remember the day!! Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!! :) Have a great weekend everyone! :) Looking forward to a craft fair and hockey game tomorrow and then I'm not sure what the rest of the weekend will hold. I'll keep you posted! Thanks for stopping by!
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