"In Flanders field the poppies blow
Between 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
We all enjoy our days off from work and school, our barbecues, and our Memorial Day sales...but don't forget the men and women who died to make our wonderful American lifestyles possible. Take a moment today to thank God for the blessing of living in the "land of the free and the home of the brave."