On this observance of Memorial Day, please take time to remember the fallen who have kept us free. Brave men and women who have given that last full measure of devotion are the reason we still have liberty. Freedom is never free, and each generation must defend its value or suffer its loss. The words of a Canadian Army officer from World War I still say it better than I ever could.
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
Composed May 3, 1915 by Lt. Col. John McCrae