The Second World War
"My grandfather just
recently passed away and what always hits me is how different the
British were back then. He hates what has become of England today
but I'm happy he got to vote leave; just wish he got to see England
free again. The work ethic, intelligence, manliness is the polar
opposite of Britain today. He was a gentleman and always honest ...
Britain is a really messed up place now ... British values and
culture has all but gone" [viewer's comment at
"My great great uncle
fought in both world wars and turned down promotion to stand and
fight with his fellow men. Something that has been lost amongst
these so-called men these days"
[viewer's comment at
"In his memoirs of the
war years, Lord Halifax, Foreign Secretary, wrote: 'It was just
after the fall of France, an event which at the time it happened
seemed something unbelievable as to be almost surely unreal, and if
not unreal then quite immeasurably catastrophic. Dorothy and I had
spent a lovely summer evening walking over the Wolds, and on our way
home sat in the sun for half an hour at a point looking across the
plain of York. All the landscape of the nearer foreground was
familiar - its sights, its sounds, its smells; hardly a field that
did not call up some half-forgotten bit of association; the
red-roofed village and nearby hamlets, gathered as it were for
company round the old grey stone church, where men and women like
ourselves, now long dead and gone, had once knelt in worship and
prayer. Here in Yorkshire was a true fragment of the undying
England, like the White Cliffs of Dover, or any other part of our
land that Englishmen have loved. Then the question came, is it
possible that the Prussian jackboot will force its way into this
countryside to tread and trample over it at will? The very thought
seemed an insult and an outrage; much as if anyone were to be
condemned to watch his mother, wife or daughter being raped'."
[Lord Halifax, Foreign Secretary, 1940, quoted by one viewer at
"A personal letter written from a
soldier to his mother, describing how his entire platoon narrowly
escaped being wiped out as it faced the Germans in Luxembourg:
'One of my best friends, Tom, with his whole platoon were pinned
down by mortar and artillery fire. They were given the order to move
but they couldn't because the enemy had full view of them from a
hill and were zeroing their fire on them accurately. Tom is the most
conscientious Christian boy I have ever met in the services. He knew
something had to be done to save the fifty men. He crawled from his
foxhole and looked things over. Seeing the hopelessness of the
situation, he lay down behind a tree and prayed earnestly for God to
help him. This is true mother... after he prayed a mist or fog
rolled down between the two hills, and the whole platoon got out of
their foxholes and escaped. They reorganised in a little town behind
the lines where there was a church building. They all went in and
knelt down to pray and thank the Lord, and then they asked Tom to
take the service. This is true mother, and it just shows how much
prayer can mean. If that was not an answer to prayer I don't know
what is'." [Joel, a young soldier
in Patton's Third Army, quoted at
"Men fight for liberty
and win it with hard knocks.
Their children, brought up easy, let it slip away again, poor fools.
And their grandchildren are once more slaves."
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Canadian Army (1872-1918)
"[T]he foe of which John McCrae
wrote were not the people in the opposite trenches.
The foe were tyranny and dictatorship ... our soldiers knew this ...
Yes, we have indeed dropped the torch! Yes, we have indeed broken
faith with those who died and lie in Flanders Fields! ...
and yes, we will have to bear the
consequences in the years to come..."
thing there is a
season, and a time to
every purpose under the
A time to be born, and a
time to die; a time to
plant, and a time to
that which is
A time to kill, and a
time to heal; a time to
break down, and a time
to build up;
A time to weep, and a
time to laugh; a time to
mourn, and a time to
A time to cast away
stones, and a time to
gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a
time to refrain from
A time to get, and a
time to lose; a time to
keep, and a time to cast
A time to rend, and a
time to sew; a time to
keep silence, and a time
A time to love, and a
time to hate; a time of
war, and a time of
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