On Armistice Day, the French people stop at 11 A.M. on the 11th day of the 11th month.

This moment of silence across the nation is to remember the sacrifices of the men and women who died for their country.

Life Mag Mar 3 1941 p 29
“A Frenchman sheds tears of patriotic grief as flags of his country’s last regiments are exiled to Africa”  M. Jerome Barzetti, Marseille,  ~Photo Life Magazine March 3, 1941


Home to America

My Father fought in WWII.  He was young when he left

He fought in the Battle of the Bulge, 101st Airborne Division.

Watching this video made me sad as I thought about my father as a young man facing the special hell that is warfare.   Battle of the Bulge

At the war’s end, he came home to marry and start a family.

He came home to intact cities, a post-war economic boom and bright prospects for the future.

Yet, he was marked by his service time.  I overheard bits of conversation about the horrors of the war that were not meant for a child’s ears.

He died fifteen years later and is buried in the family plot far away from foreign lands.

Military cemetary pexels pixabay
Photo http://www.pexels.com/pixabay


In Flanders Field

A Poem by John McCrae first published December 8, 1915

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.

I recall a time when we wore poppies to remember.

Thank you for your service

Some Gave All


10 thoughts on “11:11:11

  1. We still wear poppies, but here it’s in April, to commemorate our troops first major overseas battle, at Gallipoli in 1915. I’m glad to say that even though there are no more surviving WWI veterans, and few from WWII here, the Gallipoli commemorations have grown in strength as young people seem determined to remember the sacrifices of those they never met.

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