tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569181568013465215.post2580702763868915558..comments2024-03-28T18:27:22.849-07:00Comments on Codlinsandcream2: A Day of RemembranceBovey Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117332471600275100noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569181568013465215.post-46586431907769383162009-11-11T12:37:45.778-08:002009-11-11T12:37:45.778-08:00I have been thinking these last two days of my fat...I have been thinking these last two days of my father-in-law who fought at, and survived, world war one because he was badly injured. And writing of my anger at warmongering; and of the Menin Gate which I did not think would move me, but it did. Visualising blood-red poppies blowing in the fields of northern France; remembering, and hoping that no-one will ever forget.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569181568013465215.post-64274843312666559532009-11-11T12:14:47.503-08:002009-11-11T12:14:47.503-08:00J. and I spoke this morning of the many who had no...J. and I spoke this morning of the many who had no real knowledge of where a family member might lie after a battle. The imaginings would have to be [perhaps?] more wrenching than reality.Morning's Minionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01912356455981434029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8569181568013465215.post-28141729163362723162009-11-11T05:40:20.046-08:002009-11-11T05:40:20.046-08:00I think the saddest thing of all is when there is ...I think the saddest thing of all is when there is no grave for family to visit, no real knowledge of where or when these men died. Almost as sad are the graves marked 'an unknown soldier' as were many of the ones I saw in a WW2 cemetery in North Africa. Bodies so mutilated it was no longer possible to identify them - how terrible this must have been for the men who had to retrieve these bodies and bury them.Rowanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13679130612798888266noreply@blogger.com