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This is decidedly not a post about dolls, but instead about remembrance and history.

It’s the 100th anniversary of a poem entitled In Flanders Field by Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae, a fact that has been emphasized in Canada. It’s important to take a moment to remember the sacrifices and lives lost in WWI, WWII, and the many conflicts and wars that have taken place since.

Some things deserve a moment of silence, this is one of them.

In Flanders Field

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, 1915

Doll related news and thoughts will resume on Friday.