Wednesday, November 10, 2010


A lone Belgian boy is waiting at the side of a road to salute Canadian troops as they pass by. The Canadians had just attended a memorial service

Canadian troops, including both of my grandfathers, fought valiantly at the Battle of Ypres, in Belgium. I was given a beautifully embroidered handkerchief from Belgium by my Granny Dey. My grandfather had bought it for her during the war in Belgium. It is one of my treasures.

Please take a moment to watch this amazing video:

Such class from the Canadian what they do for this little boy. Makes me so proud to be a Canadian.

The "Eyes Right" command is the biggest compliment troops on parade can pay and is normally reserved for dignitaries in reviewing stands.

And Lest we forget...please hold a minute of silence at 11:00 tomorrow morning (the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month) for all those men and women who fought and died for our freedom.

Remembrance Day, In Flanders Fields

From the Canadian War Museum website:

"The poppy is the recognized symbol of remembrance for war dead in Canada, the countries of the British Commonwealth, and the United States. The flower owes its significance to the poem In Flanders Fields, written by Major (later Lieutenant-Colonel) John McCrae, a doctor with the Canadian Army Medical Corps, in the midst of the Second Battle of Ypres, in Belgium, in May 1915.

The poppy references in the first and last stanzas of the most widely read and oft-quoted poem of the war contributed to the flower's status as an emblem of remembrance and a symbol of new growth amidst the devastation of war."

Below is the poem, In Flanders Fields, which I was required in school to memorize as a young girl in Alberta, Canada:

In Flanders Fields

by John McCrae

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.

Remembrance Day poppy


Lieutenant Commander Philip Henry, RCN (Royal Canadian Navy)
My Father, Lieutenant Commander Philip Henry, RCN (Royal Canadian Navy)
(World War II)

My Grandfather, Philip Henry (World War I)

My Grandfather, James Dey (World War I)


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MrsMenopausal said...

That is so sweet! :)

Anonymous said...

Thanks so much for bringing this to our attention! It brings tears to my eyes...

lonelyheroine said...


Remembrance day always makes me cry. My grandfather was a Sergeant in the RCR during WW2. We were so close and I was so proud of him. He never talked about his tour of duty overseas, but behind his huge blue eyes was a complex man who took me in when my parents couldn't.

I so wish we could bring everyone in Iraq home. War isn't the answer. We cannot forget. "No greater love hath a man (or woman) then to lay down his (or hers) life for his (or her) friends. Thanks, Medusa for your wonderful post.

Love, Jane

... said...

I didn´t know about the "Eyes right"-command, so I had to watch the video twice to figure out what´s going on there ... (me & my English, ouch) ^^

Great post, thanx, Medusa!

Medusa said...


Thank you so much for your heartfelt comments. I share your love for all those who served, especially my late father and grandfathers. They gave up so much for us, and many their lives.

We will never forget...


Crunchy Mama said...

Belated comment, but ..
My grandparents both fought in WWII for the Allies. My uncle went to Vietnam. I have many friends who have personally been to Iraq and/or Afghanistan. I have a great, unending respect for the armed forces around the world. I almost cried when I saw that video. Thanks for sharing it.

Alison said...

I just wondered if you could tell me some more information about James Dey as I think he may be the brother of my grandad, William Dey? Was he Scottish?
Thanks, Alison

Medusa said...

Hi, Alison

My granddad, James Day, was born in Huntly, Aberdeenshire, Scotland on July 9, 1889. His mother was Annie Morrison. His mother later moved to Blackfolds, Forgue, Aberdeenshire. My granddad married Elizabeth Dunlop, who was born in 1893 at Laggan, Islay.

Hope this information helps, Alison.