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.

— Lt.-Col. John McCrae [May 1915]

This is the 1st year, I am not attending my city’s remembrance day ceremony. I really want to go but I caught the cold bug that’s been going around, so instead I’m just gonna watch the watch the local tv coverage, and just stay under the covers all day.

I have never been a fan of war, but I support the men and women who put their lives on the line for us every day.

Post on: Tuesday, November 11th, 2008 at 10:45 am
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Aidan | Katy | Angel |

Yay!

After months and months of hitting the pavement, applying everywhere. I got myself a job that works wonderfully with my paddling|coaching gig evenings. Just have to make sure the team doesn’t paddle past 8:45 as it’s an hour drive (on the highway) to get to work from practice, or an 3o minute walk/bike from my place.

The store is having it’s grand opening in mid December, not that far from now. I got hired on to help set up the store then move straight into working the graveyard shift. I do know I’d love to move up in the chain at one point but right now I like working nights.