In memory 18/09/16

[Dave_59]

I memory of my great great uncle, pictured left, who died aged 21 on 18/09/16, 89 years ago

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravley 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.

Dave

[Mark]

Raising a glass to James this evening.

Rest in Peace.

[john w.]

Rest in peace James

John