Rememberance Day Dedication

[Bobber]

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Now and over the next few days, the world will be remembering those who fought and gave their lives in wars, so that we can enjoy the freedoms we have today. Here's a little dedication, written and sung by one of my favorite Maritime song writers and performers....Terry Kelly.

[Bobber]

A Pittance of Time
Terry Kelly

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On behalf of myself and my entire family, I would like to thank all those, in Canada...the United States....and Abroad, who have served, or have had family members serve in the military to protect the life I live today. Your sacrifices, bravery, and losses, have all helped make this world a better place.

I invite you to pay your respects on November 11th. We can all afford 2 minutes.

Thank you!
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[almontefisher]

As Bobber said so eliquintly...our thoughts to all who lost thier lives or fought so we can live...A big thanks to my Grandfather who was shot and killed in the battle of Diep...God bless you grandpa...we always will remember you even though we never got to meet you and god bless those who are serving our country now so that our children can live free and safe.

[wolfe]

Thanks, Bobber, for that stirring musical clip. I remember hearing that last year and it made a very emotional impression on me.

God Bless and Protect our Soldiers, past, present and future.

Where would we be without them?

Thanks, Dad. How could I ever forget?

W.

[IanD]

We will never forget.................

[Weeder]

Nice touch Bobber. Thanks.

I would like to add a fishing component to this. Three, maybe four or perhaps five, maybe even six years ago I remember muskie fishing on the Rideau on Remembrance Day. Bobber, you were there I think, and I think you took the picture. I had my poppie on, and it was cold but a nice day.

Since I always stop and remember on Remembrance Day, I made a point of stopping everything I was doing at 11:00'ish (but the rod was still in the water ), so I could have my moment of thanks for the vets doing what they did, which allowed me to do what I was doing (chasing muskie's). I put my rod down at 11:09 on my watch, and stepped on the the end, just in case! At 11:11, I stood up in my boat, looked up towards the sun, and closed my eyes briefly to personally recognize the moment. It was at that moment, with my eyes closed, that my rod bent over and started thrashing about. I felt it with my foot. I took that as a really cool message from somebody, somewhere in the past, and then I laughed and said "Thank You" and then proceeded to bring in a decent size muskie. It wasn't a record breaker, or a baby, but more like a 36 incher. However, the timing of the hit was so cool it kind of freaked me out for a bit - almost like I was just sent an Instant Message from the past.

I had to mount that picture, and it is still on my wall right now, poppie and all. I am pretty sure I wouldn't have had that moment, if it wasn't for the veterans that fought before me.

Thank you.

Peter

[HitmanHill]

To all the milatary personell that keep this country what it is, THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart!!! To all the veterns and the people that paid the ultimate sacrifice for our fredom, Thank You!! What a great tribute by this singer to all our milatary men and women, thanks Bobber for the reminder that we all should just be a little more patient and grateful for what we have and remember how very fragile this freedom we take for granted, is.

[HotelTango]

To my brothers in 1 RCR that never made it back home from Afghanistan, You will never be forgotten.

PRO PATRIA

[troutnmuskiehunter]

Here's a poem that I came across many, many, years ago that I'd like to share with you all..I never get tired of reading it during this time every year ...thanks Bobber!

Steve
Constance Bay Legion
Branch 616


In distant field of sunny France
Where strangers come and go,
Amid the farms of Flanders, where
The fragrant breezes blow,
Our soldier-dead in quiet sleep
'Neath crosses row on row.

Here shrapnel shells once shrieked and burst
And took their toll of death;
The very wind, itself a foe,
Bore poison on its breath.

Above their graves the birds now sing
As round that home of yore,
When, carefree boys, they romped and played;
Those childhood days soon o’er,
The boys to brave and strong men grown,
They romped and played no more.

They put aside their childish toys,
A man’s work each must do,
And when their country called for them,
To her they answered true.

"We must protect our native land:
She shall not suffer wrong
For she has reared and nurtured us,
We’re men and we are strong.
We’ll bid good-by to those we love;
It will not be for long."

With aching hearts and tear-dimmed eyes
We watched them go away.
Some have returned but many sleep
In foreign lands today.

Where English roses bloom and fade,
In France where lilies grow,
Among the fields of Flanders, where
The scarlet poppies blow,
Our soldier-dead are not forgot
Though strangers come and go.

[thryb]

You stay up for 16 hours
He stays up for days on end.

You take a warm shower to help you wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.

You complain of a 'headache', and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.

You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.
He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.

You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.

You talk trash about your 'buddies' that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.

You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today.

Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.

You go to the mall and get your hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.

You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.

You roll your eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and the screams of the wounded.

You see only what the media wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.

You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.

You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.

If you support your troops, send this on to other people.

If you don't support your troops, American, Canadian and allied forces, well. You won't die in 7 days,
your love life won't be affected, and you won't have the worst day ever. You don't have to email this.
It's not like you know the men and women that are dying to preserve your rights.