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5 days ago · “In Flanders fields the poppies blow/ Between the crosses, row on row" These words, penned by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, a Canadian who served as a brigade surgeon for an Allied artillery ...
1 day ago · 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,
1 day ago · Gorham then read the poem, “In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae. Nichols recalled a classmate who entered the military during a time when Nichols and others were entering college. His friend – Lon Turn - served in Vietnam, earning numerous awards and citations before his death at the age of 21.
4 days ago · 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:
5 days ago · The red now symbolized the blood spilt in battle, after the publication of Lt. Col. John McCrae’s poem, “In Flanders Fields.”. This year is the 100th anniversary of the American Legion ...
1 day ago · In Flanders Fields by John McCrae, May 1915. 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.
2 days ago · 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 ...
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