Discussion in 'Current Affairs, News and Analysis' started by Rocketeer, Aug 4, 2004.

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  1. I almost let this date slip by.How could any good soldier not stop and hoist one in honour of this date and all the men and women who sacrificed so much for the world and our history?

    On this date 90 years ago.. WWI began...

    The Great War..The War to End All Wars.. we remember the loss of 1.7 milion lives..the beginning of a new technological age in warfare...The introduction of the Tank and the Dreadnuaght.. the introduction of WMD/Chemical Warfare - Mustard Gas...

    Precious few of those who fought and served are with us doubt by the end of this year we will no longer have anyone with first-hand knowledge of what was faced in those days..

    I don't know about any of you, but I think that calls for a call to order and a toast...
  2. Indeed Rocketeer

    It was going to be "The war to end all wars"
  3. You mean it wasn't? Bastard. :D
  4. GunnersQuadrant

    GunnersQuadrant LE Moderator

    On this date in 1704 the British took over Gibraltar and its been ours ever since.
  5. 23 is apparently how few of us there are left, which is incredibly saddening. That said, there is reputedly only one German, aged 107. Bet he's seen / experienced.
  6. So, to celebrate the sacrifice all we could muster was John " two jags" Prescott 8O

    And for Gib ...... The Buffoon :!:

    made my blood boil when I read about it on the Beeb. Where were the Royal Family for the last parade of our WW1 vets?

    Meanwhile, Tony's biggest concern was what strength of sun tan oil to put on whilst enjoying another freebie holiday.
  7. 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.
  8. If I should die, think only this of me:
    That there’s some corner of a foreign field
    That is forever England. There shall be
    In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
    A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware.

    Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
    A body of England's, breathing English air,
    Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.

    And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
    A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
    Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
    Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
    And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
    In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
  9. I never knew it was only English troops that died during WW1
  10. In Canada.. we're down to 8 veterans left....
  11. Odd post, PD. What's your point?
  12. They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them.
  13. My favourite war poem. Really makes you think about the futility of it all!! My reason for remembering ALL of our comrades who fell in all past (and present) conflicts.


    Sixteen years old when I went to the war,
    To fight for a land fit for heroes.
    God on my side, and a gun in my hand,
    Chasing my days down to zero.
    And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died
    And I never did get any older.
    But I knew at the time, that a year in the line,
    Was a long enough life for a soldier.

    We all volunteered,
    And we wrote down our names,
    And we added two years to our ages.
    Eager for life and ahead of the game,
    Ready for history's pages.
    And we fought and we brawled and we whôred 'til we stood,
    Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder.
    A thirst for the Hun,
    We were food for the gun,
    And that's what you are when you're soldiers.

    I heard my friend cry,
    And he sank to his knees
    Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother.
    And I fell by his side,
    And that's how we died,
    Clinging like kids to each other.

    And I lay in the mud
    And the guts
    And the blood,
    And I wept as his body grew colder.
    And I called for my mother
    And she never came,
    Though it wasn't my fault
    And I wasn't to blame.

    The day not half over
    And ten thousand slain,
    and now there's nobody remembers our names

    And that's how it is for a soldier.
  14. P-D Thanks for that valuable input! :roll:
  15. Twicer - Thats Fantastic. will print that off, who wrote it?


    PS theres another famous poem i forgot what its called but theres a line that goes something like - 60,000 killed that day but not one general died...was so moving but cant remember what its called so i can get hold of a copy, heard it at the festival of rememberance last year.

    Speaking of remembering, Monday 16th Aughust is Beat the Retreat isnt it?
    i have been asked to troop the queens colours through our town again for the "Old Contemptables", an honour that i am proud to accomodate and have done for the last 3 years.

    The "Old Contemptables" were the BEF who went to Fight and Wilhelm said who will rid me of this contemptible little army...the name stuck. they were awarded a Queens Colour and when the last veteran died he intrusted thier colour to our Sea Cadet Unit under the watchful eye of the Fellowship of Rememberance and i get to carry thier colours about 7 times a year. Its hard work but i always feel a pang of pride for what they did for us and what they went through.