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Sunday, November 9, 2003


In Rememberance . . .
Rememberance Day / Veteran's Day is coming up soon. I noticed mostly because there are a bunch of people around my school selling poppies now. The first couple days I held off on buying one because I was wearing my suede jacket and didn't really want to put a pin through it . . . well, a couple days later, I just thought, "what the hell is one or two pin holes compared to the whole point of wearing a poppy?!"

Aside from the poppies, there were was a Holocaust information week thing going on as well. Inside the student union building, there were information posters and booths talking about everything from the ghettos to the death camps to the peoples themselves. Outside, a table was set up with speakers, where people were reading out all the names of every known person who died in the Holocaust - it had been the third day or so of nonstop reading, last I checked.

Well, I bought mine on Thursday, pinned it through my jacket, and walked to the bus loop to go home . . . all I know is, as I started walking, I just thought about stuff. I have all the respect in the world for enlisted men and women, I really do. As I kept going on, I just wondered to myself: would I ever be able to do something like that for my loved ones if the need arose? I'd like to think I would, but in reality I'm really not sure if I could . . . . .

So yeah, for the next bit of the week or so, I'm gonna leave my intro as it is above for that reason.

The poem "In Flanders Fields" is a very famous war poem (and arguably the most famous poem from World War I). It was written by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, who fought on the western front of the war for Canada. Tired of looking at all the death and carnage of war - especially after the death of one of his students - the doctor jotted down this poem about the burial grounds near which they fought. In 1918, McCrae died of pneumonia while still on active duty.

This poem is read in schools among other places all over the country every year. It's a simple reminder that our way of life was not just handed to us. While war is never a good thing, and sometimes it is waged for the completely wrong reasons, there are still the times when it is a necessary evil lest harsher evils befall the world. It's times like this where war isn't fought for your country or your ideals . . . it's fought to protect the ones you care about.

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