The 11th of the 11th of the 11th

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

As we celebrate and remember our Veterans today.  I want to say a special thank you to my Grandfather.  Who fought for our country in WWII.  You are an inspiration to our family, your strength, your loyalty and your love.  Your country honors the sacrifices you have made.  And your family is so incredable proud of our Veteran.

I love you Grandpa, thank you.