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Thanks for sharing Gotfrid
and thanks to you and all our veterans in the SCA and elsewhere.
I do appreciate the service and sacrifice
Bronwyn
 
> Date: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 00:35:28 -0600
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> Subject: [CALONTIR] The 11th minute of the 11th day of the 11th month...
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> In Flanders Fields 
> Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) 
>  
> 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.
> 
> 
> We Shall Keep the Faith [The reply]
> Moina Michael (August 15, 1869-May 10, 1944)
> 
> Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,
>  Sleep sweet - to rise anew!
>  We caught the torch you threw
>  And holding high, we keep the Faith
>  With All who died.
> 
> We cherish, too, the poppy red
>  That grows on fields where valor led;
>  It seems to signal to the skies
>  That blood of heroes never dies,
>  But lends a lustre to the red
>  Of the flower that blooms above the dead
>  In Flanders Fields.
> 
> And now the Torch and Poppy Red
>  We wear in honor of our dead.
>  Fear not that ye have died for naught;
>  We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought
>  In Flanders Fields.
>  In Flanders Fields we fought