Memorial Day – 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.”

My wife Thomasine devoted over thirty years to teaching middle and high school reading. Every Memorial Day, she would guide her students through a special lesson centered around the poignant poem, “In Flanders Fields.” As they read the verses, Thomasine explained the significance of the poppies, which symbolize sacrifice and remembrance. The impact of this lesson was profound, bringing tears to the eyes of both Thomasine and her students. It served as a reminder that freedom comes at a price.

Today, we express gratitude to all those who made sacrifices, ensuring that my family, children, and community can live in freedom.

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