three badges from the coat of colours ; they sit on the front pockets at the bottom of the coat ;they are white on black ;



soory but they are not very clear ; the best i could get at this time ; but notice the baseball bats to the leaf ; the horns cut off of the unicorn ; the horn(trumpet)that sounded ; like a horn of old blown from a horn ; then we go to the two anchors with the crown on top ; more on this latter ; check back to this location for further in put to this post ; coffee time ;
IN FLANDERS FIELD 1ST WORLD WAR
In Flanders Fields By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army
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.
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