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How September 11 Makes Me Remember

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.

~John McCrae “In Flanders Fields” (1915)

Until next time –


Catherine, the redhead blogger


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About Catherine, the redhead mom blogger

Catherine’s hopes to make this blog a safe place for thyroid sufferers to come laugh and share the funnier side of thyroid disease while raising awareness around the world. She is a published author, known for her humorous speeches on finding your dream life and blogging for fun and profit. Catherine writes about her dream life at, 8 Women Dream and several online marketing publications. She would also like to be invited to speak at TED about her observations. Catherine posts on M/W/F. Join me on Google+ rapieress@aol.com

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2 Responses to How September 11 Makes Me Remember

  1. Josh September 12, 2008 at 10:21 pm #

    I remember too. I hate this day every year.

  2. Dorothy Stahlnecker September 12, 2008 at 11:54 pm #

    It never gets easier on this day I think I get angrier and want to do whatever we need to do to make it end….

    Out lives will never be the same…. Airports are horrible and I miss the old days….where while waiting for a flight our family could wait with us..we have all lost many freedoms as we knew them before…

    Dorothy from grammology

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