The Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month

The 98th anniversary of the Armistice that ended the First World War.

At the time, and for a decade thereafter, it was referred to as the “Great War” or the “War to end All Wars.”

It had indeed been horrific.

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

A mere 21 years later the horrors of the First World War would be eclipsed by an even bloodier and more widespread war.

This is the day Day commemorated in the United States as Veteran’s Day.

Let us remember and praise all who have served to defend our freedoms and our Constitution. All gave some, some gave all.

And a belated Happy Birthday to the Green members of the Blue Green Team. Here is Health to you and to your Corps!

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