Today, we paused to remember those who served. My father who served in WWII called it Armistice Day long after the US renamed it Veterans Day.
He’d fasten the poppy’s wire stem through a buttonhole. By December the poppy hung like mistletoe from the Ford’s rear view mirror.
Nations render their own design of the poppy pin. At last week’s meeting on the European debt crisis, we saw leafed and non-leafed variations adorn lapels of heads of state.
Remembrance Day, has now passed. Yet we vow to never forget.