Those following me in the past will know I always post something about veterans on Veterans Day and other veterans holidays. I usually post the same or similar accounts year after year. Often I will add something new … something compelling about fighting men and women. The following is comprised of several stories or events.There is so much to honor about our and our allies’ veterans … so much, and we can never do the honor justice. I hope you will do your part and more to honor our veterans.
It Was Armistice Day (11th Month, 11th day, 11th Hour, 1918)
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The treaty to end the War To End All Wars was signed on November 11th, at 11 AM, 1918. The day was to be celebrated from that time on as Armistice Day.
We know of course, World War I did not end all wars and another World War (WWII) would kill young and old alike from its beginning in 1939 until its end in 1945.
The following, taken from the website Military.com explains the history of Armistince Day and how it came to be Veterans Day:
Veterans Day, formerly known as Armistice Day, was originally set as a U.S. legal holiday to honor the end of World War I, which officially took place on November 11, 1918. In legislation that was passed in 1938, November 11 was “dedicated to the cause of world peace and to be hereafter celebrated and known as ‘Armistice Day.’” As such, this new legal holiday honored World War I veterans.
In 1954, after having been through both World War II and the Korean War, the 83rd U.S. Congress — at the urging of the veterans service organizations — amended the Act of 1938 by striking out the word “Armistice” and inserting the word “Veterans.” With the approval of this legislation on June 1, 1954, Nov. 11 became a day to honor American veterans of all wars.
And so we do … honor our veterans, today November 11, 2014 and forward in time.
1778–11943 poster, United States, World War II Artist Perlin, B. Publisher United States. Office of War Information Studio Name/Printer United States. Government Printing Office Historical period World War II
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Here’s an enlightening piece about a small town that has yet to forget their liberators during WWII. First posted by us on November 12, 2010
TODAY, NOVEMBER 12 2010, WILL BE CELEBRATED AS VETERANS DAY IN THE UNITED STATES. THE INFORMATION POSTED BELOW TELLS A TALE FROM A FAR DISTANT LAND. A TALE ABOUT ONE PEOPLE’S LOVE AND DEDICATION TO PEOPLE WHO FOUND THEMSELVES IN A FOREIGN TOWN, SAVING OR LIBERATING ITS PEOPLE. THIS POSTING OF THE INFORMATION BELOW WILL HONOR OUR VETERANS, JUST AS THAT SMALL TOWN HAS HONORED THEM FOR AN UNBELIEVABLE NUMBER OF YEARS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHO TO ATTRIBUTE THE INFORMATION FOUND BELOW Some of you will not be able to see the images below. I apologize, but here is the link for the town web site, you’ll like it:
YOU’ BE ABLE TO ACCESS THE FESTIVITIES
I have posted the following poems for several years running. I hope you will enjoy them and understand why I believe the draft should be reinstated.
THE FOLLOWING POEMS, IN FLANDERS FIELD BY LT. COLONEL JOHN McCrae AND TOMMY BY RUDYARD KIPLING SAY MORE ABOUT THE TRUE FEELING OF SERVICEMEN, AND NOW WOMEN, THROUGHOUT OUR WORLD THAN ANY OTHER POEMS ON THE SUBJECT OF WAR AND SERVICE. AND, EACH POEM DOES SO IN PLAIN, UNSTILTED LANGUAGE. AS MEMORIAL DAY PASSES , I POST THE POEMS IN THE HOPE THAT OUR MEN AND WOMEN WILL NO LONGER DIE, OR BECOME DISABLED IN WAR … UNDECLARED OR OTHERWISE. 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. Detailed information concerning the circumstances of the penning of In Flanders Fields can be found here TOMMY I went into a public-‘ouse to get a pint o’ beer, The publican ‘e up an’ sez, “We serve no red-coats here.” The girls be’ind the bar they laughed an’ giggled fit to die, I outs into the street again an’ to myself sez I: O it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, go away”; But it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play, O it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play. I went into a theatre as sober as could be, They gave a drunk civilian room, but ‘adn’t none for me; They sent me to the gallery or round the music-‘alls, But when it comes to fightin’, Lord! they’ll shove me in the stalls! For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, wait outside”; But it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide, The troopship’s on the tide, my boys, the troopship’s on the tide, O it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide. Yes, makin’ mock o’ uniforms that guard you while you sleep Is cheaper than them uniforms, an’ they’re starvation cheap; An’ hustlin’ drunken soldiers when they’re goin’ large a bit Is five times better business than paradin’ in full kit. Then it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, ‘ow’s yer soul?” But it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll, The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll, O it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll. We aren’t no thin red ‘eroes, nor we aren’t no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An’ if sometimes our conduck isn’t all your fancy paints, Why, single men in barricks don’t grow into plaster saints; While it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, fall be’ind”, But it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind, There’s trouble in the wind, my boys, there’s trouble in the wind, O it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind. You talk o’ better food for us, an’ schools, an’ fires, an’ all: We’ll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational. Don’t mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face The Widow’s Uniform is not the soldier-man’s disgrace. For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Chuck him out, the brute!” But it’s “Saviour of ‘is country” when the guns begin to shoot; An’ it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ anything you please; An’ Tommy ain’t a bloomin’ fool — you bet that Tommy sees! Below is a nice recitation of Tommy https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=nGClrsAN2aY
You will also find a very lengthy account of Kipling and his life here, where one of his most popular poems, My Boy Jack is given full treatment (after all it was about his son Jack’s death in battle.) For reasons unstated, no mentions is made of Tommy. Perhaps others do not share my respect for the poem, but more can be found regarding Tommy’s publication by clicking here.Finally, the reader has seen that both poems are written by those who wrote of their own nation’s experience in war and individual battles. The soldiers who fight, have much in common and little at odds … with the exception of the cause for which they must fight as dictated by their “Commanders in Chief.” This will end my 2014 contribution forVeterans Day. I hope it was not to much to swallow for one setting, but if it is/was return to read it another day or days.
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