"Some Gave All - Memorial Day" Topic

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.

John McCrae, May 1915

Too all
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To my cousin Alton Johnson KIA February 10, 1945 in Belgium, and now resting in Henri Chapelle American Cemetery also in Belgium.

To my dad's cousin Sydney Deardorf. Captured in the Phillapines early in the war, I presume he syrvived the Bataan Death March, spent two years as a Japanese POW. When the Americans got close, the Japanese evacuated him and the other surviving POW by ship, where it was inadvertantly sunk by an American submarine. As it was going down, the Japanese sailors threw hand grenades and machine-guned down the surviving prisoners. Sydney was considered lost at sea. He was an only child.
The man wemnt through Hell, more than once. And I am eternally grateful. RIP – you earned it many times over.

Not all peacetime military is without danger
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A-10 crash July 7, 1979
RIP Col Thompson

To my Grandfathers (nephew) – killed March 1918. Buried in France.