Monday, September 17, 2018
Green Fields of Fance
I used to have a job that recognized November 11 (Remembrance Day) as a statutory holiday. I always went to the cenotaph, but one year I couldn’t. I was driving that day, and just before 11:00, this song was on the radio. There are many wonderful verions, but this is the one that made me catch my breath that day.
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The right song at the right time.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Sad.
ReplyDeleteTears. Lots of them. There's so much I could say about war--all of the wars, at least in my memory--but I'll condense it by saying how inexpressibly horrible all around, especially for the parents.
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