THE WESTERN FRONT![]()

Revised February 14, 2001

How Twenty Marines Took Bouresches by Frank E. Schoonover
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The soldiers in the mud, what was it like, intimate moments of war! Detached, from the sound, the smell and death.
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Ruins of Soissons
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Tending the wounded of the 1st Lancashire Fusliers. 1-July-1916
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The 16th Irish and 36th Ulster in the ruins that were once the village of Wytschaete. June-1917
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Ruins of Cantigny
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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.

This page was prepared for the students at Elkton Middle School, Elkton, Virginia, by Pam Robinson so that the Torch will continue to be held high, and all those that made the ultimate sacrifice for freedom will not have done so in vain.
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