WW1 1914-1918 Cemetery, IN Ypers-Lepers Belgium - Page 2

HE who has no stomach to this fight let him depart but we in it shall be rememberd we few we happy few WE BAND OF BROTHERS  

ohh that is one of the most beautiful things iv ever seen theres sooo much respect for them guys who took part in the ''the war to end all wars'' english ,american,french even tho i hate the nazi's ( im mixed race) they had the best of everything and would of won if hitler was not so greedy

Steve1

Thank You for posting these.  What a beautiful tribute to those who fought and died

regaurdless of your feelings about war this place  was built as a tribute and as a place of remeberence.  Posting these pictures was also.  There are better places to post your angst..  :(

~Rooka

Thank you Steve.  This a truly beautiful memorial to the fallen. 

In Flanders Fields

By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
 

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.
 

High Flight ~John G Magee Jr-1941

OH! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings:
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds -and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of- Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air

Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
where never lark, nor even eagle flew,
And while with silent lifting mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity of space
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.   

Yes Guys,
 it brings it back to know how many people gave there lives so we could live. Every evening of the Year at 8.pm there is a Ceremony which takes place under the Menin Gate', It is the LAST POST This has been going on every evening since 1928, All Traffic comes to a Stand still and Every one person Stops and Stands whilst the Buglers Play the Last Post
During this moving Ceremony there is a  verse from the poem read 'For the Fallen' by Laurence Binyon it goes like this

They Grow not Old, as we that are left grow Old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the Sun and in the morning
We will remember them

Steve1

Just a pity our  "friends" across the Channel can't behave in the dignified and respectful way that Belgians obviously do.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1285872/Vandals-desecrate-British-WW1-graves-racist-slogans-France.html

SCUM

I would love to visit there one day before I die.

Not a good advert for the French people in general. I myself am not a fan of the French total having been into France on a train, that alone is a nightmare, The People trample you to get on and off, You are pushed and poked One time i finished up with a two inch strip of skin off the back of my shin done by a stiletto shoe i guess, You go into a busy store you get walked all over, and pushed about
 They are to me a rude Nation of people and it has happened on numerous occasions since i have lived in Belgium, And believe it or not the Women are by far the worst, Arrogant, uncaring people is how i sum these Ladies up, I would not marry one even for a small fortune, Of course probably not all are the same but there are more than enough for me not to change my attitude about them
Plus the way they conducted themselves in the WW11 does not ingratiate themselves to me, No. the country is Beautiful but the People are not for me
Steve1