Remembrance Day – On The Road Book Club

We Will Remember

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 InContinue reading “We Will Remember”

Lest We Forget

THE EXHORTATION They shall 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 Response: We will remember them. [2 MINUTES SILENCE] When you go home tell them of us andContinue reading “Lest We Forget”

A Soldier’s Voice

Anthem for Doomed Youth By Wilfred Owen What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells, Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,— The shrill, demented choirsContinue reading “A Soldier’s Voice”

A Writer Lives On…

“So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for us to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.” Gandalf, Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring Every November 11th, I am drawn to my most-beloved author, J.R.R.Continue reading “A Writer Lives On…”

Lest we forget…

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 InContinue reading “Lest we forget…”