Monday, May 26, 2008

A Memorial Day Tribute

Dedicated to my father; a Navy veteran, a milkman, a fisherman, a great dad, and a truly strong-willed individual.

In Flanders Fields by John McCrae

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.


  1. I will add your father to my list of those I remember and thank today for their service to our country.

  2. Thanks, FF. This has always been my favorite poem of remembrance, and I've heard some eloquent readings of it in my time... especially while I was stationed in England.

  3. Thanks FF, and thanks too to your Dad for what he did to preserve the freedoms we know and enjoy today!

  4. That was lovely, Foxy! Thanks to your father!

  5. Thanks everyone for the nice sentiments... hope everyone enjoyed their weekend!

  6. great post. And say Thank0You to your dad for me. God Bless him and you.Rick