1. Lest we forget, Memorial Day is more than just an excuse for a three day weekend. 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. - Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae Memorial Day, 2009 - The Big Picture

    Lest we forget, Memorial Day is more than just an excuse for a three day weekend.

    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.

    - Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae

    Memorial Day, 2009 - The Big Picture

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