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In memory of my wife's uncle a Midshipman/Acting Lieutenant R.N.V.R. serving on H.M.M.G.B. 17 who made the ultimate sacrifice on the 11th June 1944 off the coast of Normandy aged 19 years.
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In memorial of all those who made the ultimate sacrifice. A time honored poem.
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. |
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