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In Flanders Fields

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When I was little one of our teachers read the war poem “In Flanders Fields” to us.  And she started to cry.  That has stayed with me to this day.

A couple of weeks ago, a friend of mine was visiting.  We’ve been friends for a long time but as she lives on the other side of the world now we don’t get together nearly as much as we used to.  Her mother was going through an album of old photographs and found some that included me.  One of them was a class photo we were both in.  I pointed to the teacher and said that she read In Flanders Fields to us and my friend remembered that she had cried.  We couldn’t agree on what her name was but we did remember her sorrow.  I don’t know who caused her sadness, whether it was a family member, a friend or all those who have suffered in war.

Lest we forget…

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