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Happy Veterans Day to all that served. Thank you for your service brothers and sisters.
Vets Day was originally called Armistice Day to mark the end of WW I.
WW I memorial in Kansas City Mo.
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Happy Veterans Day to all that served. Thank you for your service brothers and sisters.
Vets Day was originally called Armistice Day to mark the end of WW I.
WW I memorial in Kansas City Mo.
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I was there, what a beautiful sight.
To all my brothers and sisters thank you for your service
 
To all the fallen of WWI. The world's innocence was lost in Ypres and so many after.

In Flanders Fields​

By John McRae

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.

Wilfred Owen, British Officer, Poet, who lost his life in service to his country, one week before the Armistice:

Dulce et Decorum Est​

By Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
 
The Armistice truly became effective in 1945 and some would say it never has.
WWII finished the job that the Armistice never did. Versailles was a mess, and the German High Command, specifically Hindenberg (last Weimar President before Hitler) and Ludendorff (would later take part in Hitler's failed 1920 and 1923 coup attempts; Ludendorff widely promulgated the "Stab-in-the-Back" myth - Jews and socialists lost the war for Germany), was able to promulgate the lie that but for traitors back home - who would become the Jewish Cabal, under the NASDAP and Third Reich - Germany would have won the war. The average German troop would have no reason to believe otherwise. WWII made it very clear that Germany's defeat was total and undeniable.
 
Happy Veterans Day to all that served. Thank you for your service brothers and sisters.
Vets Day was originally called Armistice Day to mark the end of WW I.
WW I memorial in Kansas City Mo.
View attachment 862173
What a beautiful picture of the War Memorial Monument in Kansas City, and the wonderful Union Station. Growing up in K.C., I have fond memories. SWMBO’d and I get back there occasionally (some relatives still in the area, as well as dear friends from High School days.

I remember train trips departing from there, and passing by it on Thanksgiving evenings to see the lighting of the Plaza, after eating entirely too much turkey and stuffing.

Seems decades ago. Oh, I guess it was. More than six to be exact. Memories, nevertheless.
 
What a beautiful picture of the War Memorial Monument in Kansas City, and the wonderful Union Station. Growing up in K.C., I have fond memories. SWMBO’d and I get back there occasionally (some relatives still in the area, as well as dear friends from High School days.

I remember train trips departing from there, and passing by it on Thanksgiving evenings to see the lighting of the Plaza, after eating entirely too much turkey and stuffing.

Seems decades ago. Oh, I guess it was. More than six to be exact. Memories, nevertheless.
I rode a bus from Union Station to Ft. Leonard Wood when I was on my way to basic training.
There is a lot off history in that old building. The Kansas City massacre with pretty boy Floyd in 1933. The Plaza lights at Christmas time are always a sight to see.
Nice to hear from a former fellow K.C. er.
 
I rode a bus from Union Station to Ft. Leonard Wood when I was on my way to basic training.
There is a lot off history in that old building. The Kansas City massacre with pretty boy Floyd in 1933. The Plaza lights at Christmas time are always a sight to see.
Nice to hear from a former fellow K.C. er.
My wife and I grew up north of the Missouri River in the Briarcliff area where the bluffs overlook the river, in the shadow of the old Downtown Airport. I remember watching TWA Convair 880s doing circle to land approaches. Quite a feat!

We both bailed on Mizzou and chose KU for college, got married just before grad school and Uncle Sam’s Institution for Wayward Sailors (U.S. Navy) in ‘73, Haven’t been back except for family visits and class reunions, but the memories are fond. Great place to grow up in the 50s and 60s.

My biggest claim to KC Fame is seeing the Chiefs’ very first home football game in the old Municipal Stadium, where the A’s and the Monarchs played pro baseball. And it’s still home to the best bar-b-que anywhere on Planet Earth.
 
I grew up on the Kansas side of KC and have lived in both MO and KS. I graduated HS in 71 and had a high lotto number for the draft so I didn't have to go to Viet Nam. I had uncles and some older cousins that went. I joined up later in the early 80s, cold war Army vet here.
I remember my dad taking me to an A's game at Municipal and getting a green bat they were giving away. And you are right we are the Bar-B- Que capital. cheers
 
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