Veterans Day

John’s filler for this week:

I have a light blue hat, some call it a bucket-hat, others think of it as a fisherman – or a fisherwoman’s hat, such as this:Mine is blue and has an artificial Poppy added to its décor. This is called a Remembrance Poppy. LINK
Local Veterans groups set up in the foyer of our usual grocery store and seek donations and have several items to give away. I usually give $5 and, once the poppy is on the hat, doubles its value. I sometimes have to get a new one, but 2016’s was in excellent shape, so for 2017 I gave another $5. They told me I just saved them 6¢. I like the style of the USA poppies better than the ones the Brits use.
The one on the right is shown in this link:

Why do people wear poppies?

Ours have a tag that labels them “Buddy Poppy” and the phrase
“Wear it proudly.”
That link has the poem “In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae, a Canadian doctor. Story here.
Both of these links have the poem, but to save you the trouble (still read about Dr. McCrae, and the BBC article):

* * * * * In Flanders Fields * * * * *
    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.

Now I will fix breakfast and pester Nancy to get her writing done.

John – on a wet and gray Naneum Fan