11th Hour, 11th Day, 11th month

Big Ben is being repaired, but they played a recording of the bongs at 11am this morning.
Hubby and I were in the car, but in previous years we have been in supermarkets, shopping malls, even just walking down the street, when people have stopped at this particular time on this particular day to stand in two minutes silence as a mark of respect.
We pulled over, and sat in the car with the windows open as the bongs rang out.
It was different here. No-one seemed bothered and went about their business as normal. Kids shouted across the road to each other, husbands waited for wives to join them outside the shops and continued on their way chatting all the while, friends greeted friends amid smiles and laughter.

For us, Two Minutes, out of One Day, once a Year.
For those who lost loved ones, Forever.

I bought our paper poppies a little while ago, and have worn mine on my jumper ever since. It’s a bit crumpled now, but together with Hubby’s, we will start a new bowl of poppies for the Dads alongside their candle.
I have no family stories to tell of the war
But I showed my respect today.
Perhaps everyone here will do so tomorrow at the variety of services being held locally as they will be throughout the country.
I hope so.
We should not forget.

Google image of the Tower of London Ceramic Poppies which marked the centenary of the First World War. It eventually included 888,246 ceramic poppies.

 

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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9 Responses to 11th Hour, 11th Day, 11th month

  1. scifihammy says:

    I like that you stopped to respect the 2 minute silence.
    Like you say, maybe people will observe it tomorrow – it is a little tricky when Remembrance Sunday is right next to the 11th.

  2. Beautiful remembrance…may we never forget the sacrifice!

  3. colinandray says:

    We appear to be developing into a very self-centred species. I sincerely hope that, for the people who I will eventually leave behind, I am totally wrong. The alternative would seem to be a catastrophe just waiting to happen as one totally self-focused culture confronts another totally self-focused culture, and the general public either show an inhumane disinterest, or a totally self-serving interest.
    Today is an opportune time to remember what can happen as a result of irresponsible and self-serving leadership, and the price that has to be payed in order to bring freedom and stability back into our world. The simple poppy may well be a very appropriate reminder of WW2 (and other wars), but it is only a reminder for those who choose to remember.
    War is not the glamour portrayed by Hollywood, and is not reversible as in video games. War is people being ripped apart by explosions. War is death through loss of blood due to the inability to get treatment in time. War is dying in pain, and alone, wherever you happen to fall. War is seeing a gaping hole in your body moments before you pass out in pain and die.
    We should all be contemplating the poppy and, while remembering all those that were killed in various wars, we should also help our fellow humans wherever we can. If everybody on this planet had their basic needs of food, shelter and security met, then there would be less reason to support military aggression of any sort.

    In memory of J.W.S. (Sam) Arnold – (1894 – 1915) – Rifleman 10245 – 4th. Battalion, KIng’s Royal Rifle Corps. Died May 10, 1915 and buried in Tyne Cot Cemetry, Zonnebeke, West-Vlaanderen, Belgium. He never saw his 22nd birthday.

    Note: Sam’s sister Kate was my Grandmother on my Mom’s side. She died many years before I was born, and a few years after Sam was killed.

  4. fransiweinstein says:

    Well said.

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