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Your dad and millions like him have saved the world from destroying itself, next time you see him tell him there's an old man in Manchester, England, who thanks him.
ali wrote:
Poppies.  I bought a poppy from a veteran selling them in front of Walmart.  

What do we call it here?
Oh yes.
Veterans Day is an official United States public holiday, observed annually on November 11, that honors military veterans; that is, persons who served in the United States Armed Forces. ... The United States previously observed Armistice Day.

The 11th day of the 11th month of the 11th hour.
We must never forget them.
Pinkie wrote:
Are y'all French Canadian, Michele? Your Dad looks French. Quite handsome and soulful looking, too.
I just now recalled part of an anti-war folk song I wrote when I was 13. It has a beautiful melody, very mournful.

You Must Go to War (My Son)

You must go to war, my son,
there are battles to be fought and won
you must go far away,
you must go far, far away

They say it's freedom for which you fight,
does that make all the killing right?
Well, it has always been that way, Yes
It has always been that way

And if it happens you
should be killed,
on some blood soaked battle field
then all the world shall hear my cry
then all the world shall hear, hear me cry

That's all I can remember of the lyrics. I didn't romanticize warfare. All I could see and think about was the terrible violence. I'm still the same, about that. Wondering why such a thing has to be. Not understanding, not at all, not in the least.

I would like to have heard your song, the words are brilliant.
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