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.

These items are personal accounts of my visits to the Western Front. 

PHOTO ALBUM of  Wipers & Verdun, not on this site but my Great Chum Chris use back button on browser to get back here!

The Salient:With Easy Company 2001

The Somme: November 11th 2000

The Somme: Searching For Albert Barker

The Somme: October 2001 Following Albert's footsteps

Verdun: May 2002, They Shall Not Pass

Wipers in May:A Meeting with the Diggers!

Fricourt 2003..