Over in Oz, it was today at 11AM on the  11th of November that we would all stop in classrooms, on the street, every where  for 60 seconds to remember those that fought  for the country you live in or you were born in. Give thanks for their sacrifice. Sacrifice given for you in their blood on a foreign field, far from home, alone.

In the USA its Veterans day where we thank a vet who served in any capacity to protect our freedoms

Just 60 seconds of your respect and silence taken from our meaningless, instant feedback driven doom scrolling lives

Be Still.
Be Silent.
Think about what doing for others really means.

Back Home in Oz we say “Lest We Forget” and we celebrate Remembrance Day for those that served and those that we lost.

Be above all, Thankful.

The first chapter of In Flanders Fields and Other Poems (a 1919 collection of poems by John McCrae) gives the text of the poem as follows:

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.

Peace.
Kevin