Letter - The torch was thrown to us

The Regional

November 17, 2010

With solemn silent respect I stood at the cenotaph honouring our war dead of WW1 and WW2, contemplating the thoughts of these young men/boys as they were thrust into the different theatres of war.

The thought of having their lives snuffed out was a near and present danger but they were up to the challenge and pushed on knowing they were fighting for our freedom and justice.

Now came the reading of the poem "In Flanders Fields"; fast forward to the part

Take up your quarrel with the foe

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be your to hold it high

If ye break faith with us that die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields

Didn't I hear we will remember them?

Those of you that don't know to whom that torch was thrown, pleas look in the mirror.

Do you feel any shame, for what you allowed (McGuinty, Fantino, Harper) to do to our county and many other places across the Country? The Prime Minister is shameless in his appointment of PC candidate Fantino.

I'm mystified and terribly tired of the apathy.

M. Kinrade

RCN Ret'd