My mom was in the Marine Corps during WWII, my dad in the Army and my husband was in the Coast Guard, so this is for them too.
And they do say there’s something about a man in uniform. Or out.
So let’s give them all a smile today, shall we?
Linda, who plans to dig out An Officer and A Gentleman to watch today
And they do say there’s something about a man in uniform. Or out.
So let’s give them all a smile today, shall we?
Linda, who plans to dig out An Officer and A Gentleman to watch today
All right! Here's sending a smile out to all the Veterans, including my grandfather William Taff, my cousins Bill, Sherry and Les, my coworkers Dina, Cait and Sandy, my brother-in-law Tony, my great-grandfather Esmer, who served in WWI.
ReplyDeleteToday is Remembrance Day in England, Canada and other Commonwealth countries. At the llth hour of the llth day of the llth month we remember the soldiers who gave their lives in war for us. Poppy wreaths are laid at war memorials for fallen soldiers in every town and village and the war veterans take part in a parade. Most citizens wear a poppy in their lapels and we observe a minute of silence at ll o'clock. Even the buses stop here in Toronto for that minute.
ReplyDeleteMy father, who was in the military while I was growing up, took part in WWII and my mom was in the land army. My great grandparents were in WWI.
The poppy came to be symbolic for this day because of this poem written by Colonel John McCrae, who was Professor of Medicine at McGill University in Canada before WW1
In Flanders’ Fields
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.
Hats off to my DH, a retired Navy Chief Petty Officer!
ReplyDeleteThis one's for my dad. Miss you!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to salute those SEAL veterans who have so unstintingly given me their time and expertise.
ReplyDeleteI feel both humbled and deeply honored to know each of them.
I'm with you on missing Dad, Cheryl.
ReplyDeleteMy mom's a charter member of the Military Womens Memorial at Arlington and the last time I was there I picked up her profile for her. She was horrified to discover I put in about her dating Tyrone Power's crew chief. I told her it was her 15 minutes of fame. :}
And my dad's buried in the memorial cemetery here that ironically had been the army base he was briefly stationed at before being sent overseas.
Linda
Here, here to the veterans! To my grandfather, father, mother, sister, brother-in-law and me! To my nephew and my son who will soon be in the AF. :)
ReplyDeleteI love your photos, Linda!
I'm a day late, due to taking care of my own Lieutenant Commander, who has a yucky cold:-) A big hug to all veterans and their loved ones! And Michele, that poem always gives me the chills. Very moving.
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