MacBros' Place

This post is dedicated to all those who fought or lost their lives just so we can have the freedom we have today. We thank those who made it all possible to be able to walk the streets, speak freely, and voice our opinions, all without fear.

Thanks to those who fought for us. Especially now, with all the terrible things going on in other parts of the world, the men and women that are making sure those terrible things stay out of our countries.

Lest We Forget.

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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