Lest we forget...

Politics don't apply. Remembering our fallen men and women who died in service of our country is not political, it's being compassionate and thankful to those who have served and died in doing so, and giving credence to the loss their families have suffered.

I for one, say thank you, and you will not be forgotten.
 
Agreed ... regardless of your socio-political leanings, all that matters is that our men and women around the world have routinely laid down their lives for our safety and well being.

And when they lay their lives down, their families are greatly affected as well ... so let's remember those who serve and their families, both here and abroad.
 
JConnors said:
Here here.

I'll be wearing my poppy today.

J
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Yup. I've been wearing mine all week. I usually take it off on the 12th.

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Hi,

The day is also known as Armistice Day, the end WWI and extended to honor all veterans of all wars in the 50's.

It's kind of for the guys who are still around - veterans.

Our time to be honored for the other thing is Memorial Day.

You can thank us then for that. ;-)
 
Actually, it was originally black, then changed to green, then back to black again. LINK
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Interesting, didn't know that.

When I was a kid, one of my best friends grandfather who was a WWII veteran would always come to our elementary school and talk to us on Rememberance Day about the importance of it.

He was shot in the leg on Juno beach during D-Day and eventually lost his leg. Growing up my friend would tell me stories of big family dinners, every year there was always someone new joining them at Thanksgiving or Christmas, wether it be someones boyfriend or girlfriend or what not. Anyways at a certain time during the dinner, he would grab his fork and thrust it as hard has he could into his wooden leg, obvioulsy scaring the **** out of the new people. Sort of a hazing. He did this for years.

While he never openly talked about his expierence in the war, he did bring it up once to my friends father after years of not wanting to talk about it. When they stormed the beach his best friend was beside him, they were both hit, he made it, while his friend was left out in the open, he had to be held back as he listened to his best friend of years, screaming his name, pleading with him to save him. This apparently went on for a few hours and until his friend died.

He meet an english nurse in the hospital, they moved back to PEI and got married and raised a huge family together. Two of his grandsons I am really good friends with. This guy did a hell of a lot for our community. Never forget him coming to our school every year.

When your kid and your taught at a young age to respect these men, you do it, but you don't really have a great understanding of what war actually is. It wasn't until years later that I realized what men like him did. It something that I find very hard to understand. It truly amazes me. I can't imagine what those guys went through and because of them, hopefully we never have to.

J
 
They call it Veteren's Day here, but it carries the same meaning. I have more respect than I can describe for those who honorably serve their country, putting their fellow citizens before themselves. And to those who give it all: you won't be forgotten.
 
Next time you see a serviceman (and I use the term collectively) at the airport, shake their hand and tell them thanks.
 
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