November 11, 2020
People die for our freedom.
It’s a hard thing to comprehend. It’s a hard thing to realize. It’s a hard thing to even think about.
Veterans die for our freedom.
Throughout history, there have been wars fought by the brave men and women in our country. Wars that have claimed hundreds of thousands of lives. Wars that have kept innocent civilians alive, free, happy, warm in their houses without a care in the world.
Today is the day that we recognize those that gave the ultimate sacrifice, those that volunteered their life and time for us.
So for those in the world that know a veteran, take time out of your day today to say “thank you”. Because its the least we could do.
There’s no doubting the morbidity of war. But it’s the brave people who endure this that make it so that we are here today.
So it’s fitting that we end off this day with a reference to John McCrae’s beautiful poem “In Flanders Field”.
“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.”
— John McCrae