In August 2014 the world will mark the 100th anniversary of the outbreak of the First World War.

We should all Remember Them as the war reached out and touched almost everyone’s life in one way or another.

Men enlisted, or were called up, in their millions, being sent to fight in places that many had never heard of before.

Children grew up  with their fathers absent or lost at the Front.  Women became directly involved, picking up the pieces of industry and agriculture as the men went off to fight. By 1918, they too could join the army and serve their country.

IN FLANDERS FIELDS BY John McCrae, May 1915

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.