It seems an appropriate time to bring this post to the front page again. It concerns a blog which we first discovered last February.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS
” 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
(Lieutenant Colonel John Alexander McCrae, MD (November 30, 1872 – January 28, 1918) was a Canadian poet, physician, author, artist and soldier during World War I and a surgeon during the battle of Ypres. He is best known for writing the famous war memorial poem In Flanders Fields.)
LETTERS FROM A TIME BEFORE THE POPPY BECAME A SYMBOL
You’ve discovered something that is nothing to do the MTAS/MMC/NHS, My Black Cat?
A blog that is make up of transcripts of Harry Lanmin’s letters from World War 1. The letters are being posted on the site – each one exactly 90 years to the day after they were writtten.
Half the world is reading this blog.
Why have we only now come across it, My Black Cat?
The first posting was on 25 July 2006. This describes what the Blog is about and these earlier posts relate to the characters that are mentioned in the letters to follow.
I’m going to sit by the fire and put my feet up for a whole week while I read about Harry Lanmin and WW1.
I see you’re going to have a sleep too, My Black Cat
If you waken up , don’t disturb me.
Keep an eye out for rats.
And I’ll lie low unless you find any.
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