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A farmer plows his field in Zillebeke, Belgium, May 10, 2007. Twice a year farmers are not only faced with harvesting their own crops but also harvesting a potentially more dangerous crop of WWI unexploded shells. (AP Photo/Virginia Mayo)


2 posted on 07/10/2007 10:18:29 AM PDT by NormsRevenge (Semper Fi ... For want of a few good men, a once great nation was lost.)
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You never know what my husband brings home; you can bet it’s not a bunch of flowers,” farmer Charlotte Cardoen-Descamps says, chuckling as she shows a fresh crop of shells, gas shells, grenades, and an unexploded basketball-size aerial bomb her husband Dirk plowed up.

Farmers have to use extra care, because some shells still leak toxic gases. However explosions are rare because the farmers have become experienced at handling the iron harvest.


3 posted on 07/10/2007 10:19:21 AM PDT by NormsRevenge (Semper Fi ... For want of a few good men, a once great nation was lost.)
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To: NormsRevenge
God Bless those who Keep History Alive: Especially the History of Good Men & Wopmen who Struggled for Freedom's Sake!

Memorial Day : History,Photos & Rememberance

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1640062/posts

Flaunders Fields-World War One

In Flanders Fields By John McCrae

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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.

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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.

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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 was the poem written by World War I Colonel John McCrae, a surgeon with Canada 's First Brigade Artillery. It expressed McCrae's grief over the "row on row" of graves of soldiers who had died on Flanders' battlefields, located in a region of western Belgium and northern France.

The poem presented a striking image of the bright red flowers blooming among the rows of white crosses and became a rallying cry to all who fought in the First World War. The first printed version of it reportedly was in December 1915, in the British magazine Punch...." -usmemorialday.org

DA

6 posted on 07/10/2007 11:52:21 AM PDT by AirBorn
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