The final set of pictures is an American WW-II Cemetery in Cambridge. Thousands of GI's, who paid the ultimate sacrifice, rest here in peace. We have stopped by on several occasions to pay our respects to those who have gone before.
The final set of pictures is an American WW-II Cemetery in Cambridge. Thousands of GI's, who paid the ultimate sacrifice, rest here in peace. We have stopped by on several occasions to pay our respects to those who have gone before.
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In Flanders Field
In Flanders field 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 with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Major John McCrae, May 1915.