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Remembrance Day
There is an almost cruel irony in the fact that the first and also some of the last shots of the war were fired within fifty metres of each other in a small village called Casteau near the Belgian town of Mons which I visited several years ago.
In between those first and last shots in this small Belgian village, hundreds of thousands lives had been lost in the trenches and battlefields on the Western and Eastern fronts.
1914 Dragoon Guards Memorial 1918 Canadian MemorialIn 1915 Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, a Canadian medical
officer, wrote a poem after presiding over the funeral of a friend who died in
the Second Battle of Ypres:
In Britain, a Festival of Remembrance is held at the Royal Albert Hall in London on the Saturday nearest to November 11th. It commemorates all who have lost their lives in conflicts. Part concert, part memorial service, it concludes with a parade of representatives of all the armed forces as well as the uniformed volunteer organisations. Once they are all in place in the large arena, there is a two minute silence, and thousands of poppy petals are released from the roof. It is said there is one poppy petal for each person who has died in conflicts during and since the First World War.
The
following morning, a memorial service is held at the Cenotaph in London’s
Whitehall, and at the same time, similar services are held at hundreds of war
memorials in every part of the country, and also wherever British troops are
serving overseas.
They
shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
(Lawrence
Binyon)
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