Day ceremony somewhere near you. If not at least participate in two minutes of silence. So many lives were lost in the wars. My own grandfather fought in WW2. Fortunately he didn't die so I got to know him but he was very different. He had watched his best friend die beside him. Who will you remember?
Instead of a quote I am putting up a poem. "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae
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.
And for a song, "The Last Post"
And here is another one "Highway of Heros" by The Trews
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