Remembrance day in the Crowsnest Pass

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.


Today I attended the Crowsnest Pass Community Remembrance Service at the high school.
It was a great tribute to the people that sacrificed so much to ensure that people like ourselves could participate in the democratic process we just went through in October and all the other things we enjoy living in the great country we do. 
Couple of things that really stood out to me, was the great turn out including a lot of young people. 
And Warrant Officer Charles Gresling telling the story of the Dunlops from Frank, and the Menin Gate Memorial in Belgium.
Everybody else that was a part of this Day of Remembrance did a great job and deserve a lot of credit for what they do.