Thought for today

Very moving. Not read it before. Ive tried to use their 'gift' wisely and have always been grateful I never had to 'serve'. I wonder what 'they' would make of our efforts?? 

Very poignant.  We visit my hubby's uncle who is buried near Armetieres in France.  His 100th anniversary of his death was last year on 22 April.  Luckily, my grandad made it home, with a bullet hole in his neck.  My dad made it home from serving in the Far East in the Royal Navy in the 2nd World War.  My hubby made it from serving in the 14/20 Kings Hussars (tanks), who were deployed to the border in the 1960s when Russia moved in to take over Czechslovakia, just in case the Russians didn't stop there.  Apparently, if they had kept coming, our tanks had about 8 minutes before being killed.  Although, on a good note here, his regiment used the Centurion tank which was tested in a nuclear blast and it still work

Tombar, your hubby's regiment and my regiment amalgamated to form the Kings Royal Hussars

Like others I am thankful to all our service men and women. 

My Grandad returned from the WWI alive but with terrible memories and a stutter that lasted allhis life.

Dad was in the Royal Navy in WWII, only in the last year but again lasting memories.

Husband served for 45 years in the Army. Several tours of Northern Ireland.  Tombar (14/20th Hussars aswell in Hohne)

Eldest Son is still serving, tours of Bosnia, Irag, Afganistan I'm proud and grateful to them all for all the sacrifices they have made so that we can all enjoy life in a free country.

My contribution:-

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

I'm grateful that my grandad, dad, brother, two nephews and our son all came back home safely.  

I salute all our hero,s and i will be remembering them at the cenotaph tomorrow.

peter.

I remember my great great uncle John. Ypres. I probably would never have met him but do so wish I had. Remembering all those girls and boys who have died.

Very poignant.  We visit my hubby's uncle who is buried near Armetieres in France.  His 100th anniversary of his death was last year on 22 April.  Luckily, my grandad made it home, with a bullet hole in his neck.  My dad made it home from serving in the Far East in the Royal Navy in the 2nd World War.  My hubby made it from serving in the 14/20 Kings Hussars (tanks), who were deployed to the border in the 1960s when Russia moved in to take over Czechslovakia, just in case the Russians didn't stop there.  Apparently, if they had kept coming, our tanks had about 8 minutes before being killed.  Although, on a good note here, his regiment used the Centurion tank which was tested in a nuclear blast and it still work

Write your comments here...My grandfather was killed in action at the battle of Armentieres and is buried in Rue David military cemetery.We often visit and my 1 regret is that I never took my Father to see it before he died.

Spookiest experience I had was at the Thiepval memorial. Saw my name on one of the panels. The unfortunate chap died on my birthday.