11th hour on the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, ending WWI

[NEPAKevin]

https://twitter.com/BenCollins1776/status/1193930945574785025

[Half Moon]

Very cool recording...
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In Flanders Fields
BY JOHN MCCRAE

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.

[Half Moon]

But also...
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Dulce et Decorum Est
By Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

[That Guy]

11th hour on the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, ending WWI

...Which is of course why there is a growing trend towards 11/11 being "single's day", celebrated with online stores having discounts on cheap trinkets...

People these days. Sheesh.

[JRB]

I am pleased to say that many of our military allies still wear a pin-on poppy flower on their uniforms from 1 NOV until 11 NOV in remembrance.

Entirely too many of my fellow Soldiers had no idea what it meant....

[Drang]

Second World War planes drop 750,000 poppies over white cliffs of Dover
(https://metro.co.uk/2019/11/10/world-war-ii-planes-drop-750000-poppies-white-cliffs-dover-11075862/?ito=cbshare)


As millions paid their respects to the nation’s war dead today, a gentle shower of 750,000 poppies fell over the famous White Cliffs of Dover. They were dropped from a battle-scarred Second World War Dakota plane, which carried five veterans, including RAF servicemen who served in the Second World War, to oversee the poppy drop.

Read more: https://metro.co.uk/2019/11/10/world-war-ii-planes-drop-750000-poppies-white-cliffs-dover-11075862/?ito=cbshare

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More photos, plus video, here: https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/10316895/poppy-drop-ww2-plane-dakota-spitfires-kent/

[Drang]

More Coffee Please » Why I wear a poppy (http://www.blog.kalda.ca/archives/436)

No one mentioned my apparent onset of hay fever as I read this at work today, but considering that I was the only one in the office without a documented service-related disability, I doubt anyone would have minded,.
(If I had seen it yesterday, it would have included a Gold Star widow...)

Oh, BTW:The greatest Veteran's Day Post ever: Mike Royko on Veterans Day. (https://davidroyko.com/roykovet.htm)

My friend "Daddy Bear" may have the second best: Today’s Plans | DaddyBear's Den (https://daddybearsden.com/2019/11/11/todays-plans/)