The World According To Flicka !

At the going down of the Sun and in the morning... WE WILL- REMEMBER THEM

November 11th 2012 2:10 pm
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I make no apology for repeating last years Diary....



Rememberance Day ..... the 11th hour of the 11th Day of the 11th Month. Armistice Day.

My Grandad was a muleateer in WWI... survival time rated 1 week ....and survived the 5 nightmare years. My Dad was on long range penetration behind enemy lines in Burma for 4 out of the 5 years of WWII .. survival time reckoned at 2 weeks... he did 4 years.. Neither talked about the horror and the nightmares... they spoke of the comradeship and selflessness of others.

I like all of us grew up honouring the men and women who bought our freedom with their lives.. and their hopes... and their bravery. Many since have continued this sacrifice in more pointless wars.. and there have been over the centuries amazing acts of sacrifice in the name of Freedom.

Freedom isnt Free and a "Right" isnt a Right... is earned.. with a few exceptions..... and all of us.. combatant.. or non-combatant have a duty of responsibility to see these sacrifices arent in vain.

My beloved Dad died 10th November 1984 .. he was just short of his 63rd birthday ... there is always an extra bitter-sweet about this time of year.


At the going down of the Sun and in the morning......


We will Remember Them



For the Fallen by Laurence Binyon


With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.


They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.


They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;


As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

We will remember them


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In Flanders Fields

by Lt. Col. John McCrae, M.D. (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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.

 
Barked by: Angel Petey- In Loving Memory (Dogster Member)

November 11th 2012 at 2:57 pm

hugs
Barked by: Abby - Forever Loved (Dogster Member)

November 11th 2012 at 3:32 pm

My grandpa was a veteran of WW1 and he survived Vimy Ridge. He was serving with the Canadian army. Unknown to him, his brother, who was underaged and had lied about how old he was, was also fighting on Vimy. His brother died there, while grandpa suffered the health consequences of the mustard gas for the rest of his life. Remembering the sacrifices made by our soldiers, past, present and future.
Barked by: Sammie (Dogster Member)

November 11th 2012 at 3:36 pm

How beautiful Flicka. My Auntie will be wearing red, white, blue tomorrow, remembering her father and uncles, who fought against the fear of a tyrannical axis ruling the world. You speak in truth, freedom isn't free. It comes at a cost so precious as the souls who fight. We hold each one high with gratitude that our lives today are what they are. Each generation has paid the cost, and each generation after will do the same. But the cost is well worth our freedom now and our freedom in the future. Freedom to speak, freedom to vote, freedom to love, freedom to vote. I would not want to live without these freedoms. Thank you...everyone of you who have served and are serving today to make this life of mine what it is. Blessing be to each of you and your families.
Barked by: ✨ Whitley ✨ (Dogster Member)

November 11th 2012 at 11:35 pm

Pawsome entry!
Barked by: JAKIE, FOREVER LOVED (Dogster Member)

November 12th 2012 at 2:06 pm

Beautiful! Sending lots of Hugs to your Family!

Luv,
Jakie
Barked by: Harley Diva-Girl,CGC,Therapy D (Dogster Member)

November 12th 2012 at 8:47 pm

Many of our furmily members served in all the branches of military.
Furless bro was a career Air force, and is a Gulf War veteran.

Our hats to all who served...and Flicka..this is
always worth repeating‚ô•
Barked by: Dakota (Dogster Member)

November 13th 2012 at 7:24 am

Thank You for sharing
Barked by: Frank (Dogster Member)

November 13th 2012 at 5:37 pm

That's so beautiful, Flicka! My Daddy is a vet and we celebrated him with lots of extra kisses and playtime outside! Evfurry day is Veteran Day at my house! We try to appreciate my Daddy EVFURRY DAY! But 'SPECIALLY today!!! My dad and all the dog dads before him!
Barked by: Cheyanne - Our Sweet Angel (Dogster Member)

November 22nd 2012 at 8:37 am

So very beautiful... We will always remember..

 

Flicka ~ CGC


 

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