November 11, 2011


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.
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders' Fields.
                               Maj. John McCrae

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We WILL Remember Them.

Studio portrait of Private (Pte) Arthur Mackay Boxshall, 22nd Battalion, of Sorrento, Vic. A labourer prior to enlistment, Pte Boxshall embarked with the 6th Reinforcements from Melbourne on HMAT Ulysses on 27th October 1915. Later transferring to the 2nd Pioneer Battalion, he died on 14th November 1916 of wounds received in action in France and is buried in the Warlencourt British Cemetery.

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