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.

VE Day 75th Anniversary

Friday was the 75th anniversary of VE day. It’s a moment to recognize the sacrifice of the Canadian contribution to the second world war effort. It will be one of the last times for a collective commemoration of the World War II generation. Last week was somewhat muted, though, because of concerns of Coronavirus. Canada and her Commonwealth allies were fighting to keep the world free for ages.