General Chat

Thinking of all past family members who lost their lives, including

Ronald Jerrard, Mum's cousin (1941, lost on HMS Barham)
Robbie Dashwood, Mum's cousin (1940, lost on HMS Esk)
Wilfred Coombes (1917, Passchendale)
Frederick Notzke (1916, Somme)

and thinking of those who stayed at home, and also suffered.

xx

almost 11.00

Mel, i think they will know we are thinking of them xxxxx

In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the skyThe 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 throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields. John McCrae

for my 3 great uncles who played together as children, fought together as men and gave their lives together and were buried together in Flanders on 13 Oct 1915 x

This is the first time my kids won't be in church for the rememberance service so gunna watch it on tv together. It may teach them a little more.

thinking of all those fighting in wars today, wonder if they will have time to stop briefly and know we are thinking of them x

We must never forget what sacrifice all of them made for us.

For g.uncle Geoff, killed in action aboard HMS Coventry, Sept 1942 at Tobruk harbour. Commemorated at Chatham Naval Memorial.

For my mum's cousin, Anthony, killed in action, April 1945. Buried at Oldenburg war cemetery, Germany.

Bless them all.

And bless all of those who came back from all the wars and conflicts, for they did their part too, and have to live with memories of terrible things, including both my elderly relatives now aged 92 and 94, ex Far East POW's, who will attend, as they do every year, the Remembrance Day serivce and parade at Whitehall's cenotaph on Sunday.

K x

For my uncle able seaman, Thomas harrison died of his wounds aged 20yrs, on the Samlistar 14/11/1944 he wanted my mam to learn how to play the song "i'll be seeing you" she learnt it note perfect but, he never got home to hear her play it. RIP Tommy.

I thank every one that gave their lives or were maimed, so that we could live in freedom. X

I'm suprised that Google haven't done something.

Sapper Smith 2010

We must never forget. Thank you boys for what you gave and are still giving.

BLESS THEM ALL.
yes I was shouting that and I don't apologise for that shout.

For a Gr Uncle Yres 1917 and all others

For all those caught up in wars today my heart is with you as it is with all the families of those fighting to bring peace to this world x

In memory of my Great Uncle who was 20 when he died in WW1 and all those brave Men and Women who were involved in all the wars.

Teresa

In WW2 for my gfather Wm Spence who went down with his ship in November 1940 and 6 months later his brother Samuel who also went down with his ship - both Merchant Service.

For my uncle George Pope killed in action aged 19 yrs
For my OH's grandad James Dower who was wounded and then died from his wounds.
Hazelx

Just beautiful Sue. x

The Wind on the Downs

I like to think of you as brown and tall,
As strong and living as you used to be,
In khaki tunic, Sam Brown belt and all,
And standing there and laughing down at me.
Because they tell me, dear, that you are dead,
Because I can no longer see your face,
You have not died, it is not true, instead
You seek adventure in some other place.
That you are round about me, I believe;
I hear you laughing as you used to do,
Yet loving all the things I think of you;
And knowing you are happy, should I grieve?
You follow and are watchful where I go;
How should you leave me, having loved me so?

We walked along the tow-path, you and I,
Beside the sluggish-moving, still canal;
It seemed impossible that you should die;
I think of you the same and always shall.
We thought of many things and spoke of few,
And life lay all uncertainly before,
And now I walk alone and think of you,
And wonder what new kingdoms you explore.
Over the railway line, across the grass,
While up above the golden wings are spread,
Flying, ever flying overhead,
Here still I see your khaki figure pass,
And when I leave the meadow, almost wait
That you should open first the wooden gate.

Marian Allen

In memory of Private Charles Standish and Private Willie Crowther. Lest we forget.

Very true Footie.......we must never forget.
For my three Great Uncles who were brother's.....
Pt. George Porter who lost an arm in action.
Pt. Frederick Porter killed in action.
Pt. Frank Porter killed in action a week before Amistice. His name is deservedly memorialised on the Cenotaph in Watts Park, Southampton.


BLESS 'EM ALL

Bless 'em all, bless 'em all
The long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and W.O. Ones
Bless all the corp'rals and their blinking sons
For we're saying good-bye to them all
As back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads Bless 'em all.

Thoughts of all our servicemen past and present.
For those who came through unscathed and for those who didn't.
We must never forget them.

Cath xx

we will never forget whilest there are still wars and rumours of wars in the world today. We will each of us remember in our own way. So many gave their lives that we may live. So many for me to name but I will remember the sacrifice they made.

for Pt. John Kendrick resting in peace now x