In the Quiet Places.....

In the quiet places of this Memorial Day, please honor those who pay, and have paid, the ultimate price for our freedom.

(Note, you will need to pause the Playlist at the bottom of this screen to listen to this....it's so worth it....)

Please don't ever forget those who serve, and have served, and the families behind and beside them....

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.
John McCrae, 1915