F. Sgt. Stanley Richard Moncrieff, 22 years of age, son of John and Margaret Moncrieff of Senlac, Saskatchewan. A navigator in #429 Bison Squadron, stationed in York, his plane was shot down on the night of November 26th, 1943. CWM records show he is buried in the Rheinberg War Cemetery at the town of Rheinberg, Germany. His name is noted in the Memorial Register in Yorkminster Cathedral. The Stewart Family Calgary, Alberta ----- Original Message ----- From: "GEN" <gendreamer@wightman.ca> To: <CA-ONT-CEMETERIES-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, November 11, 2004 5:31 AM Subject: [ON-CEM] Off topic: " We will remember them" > Today November 11 th month, 11th day and the 11th hour we take time to > honour those lost in past conflicts. > I heard this poem on the radio today and would like to share it. > > "The Box" > Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye, > Around about the wondrous days of yore, > They came across a kind of box > Bound up with chains and locked with locks > And labeled "Kindly do not touch; it's war." > A decree was issued round about, and all with a flourish and a shout > And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on before. > Don't fiddle with this deadly box,Or break the chains, or pick the locks. > And please don't ever play about with war. > The children understood. Children happen to be good > And they were just as good around the time of yore. > They didn't try to pick the locks > Or break into that deadly box. > They never tried to play about with war. > Mommies didn't either; sisters, aunts, grannies neither > 'Cause they were quiet, and sweet, and pretty > In those wondrous days of yore. > Well, very much the same as now, > And not the ones to blame somehow > For opening up that deadly box of war. > But someone did. Someone battered in the lid > And spilled the insides out across the floor. > A kind of bouncy, bumpy ball made up of guns and flags > And all the tears, and horror, and death that comes with war. > It bounced right out and went bashing all about, > Bumping into everything in store.And what was sad and most unfair > Was that it didn't really seem to care > Much who it bumped, or why, or what, or for. > It bumped the children mainly. And I'll tell you this quite plainly, > It bumps them every day and more, and more, > And leaves them dead, and burned, and dying > Thousands of them sick and crying. > 'Cause when it bumps, it's really very sore. > Now there's a way to stop the ball. It isn't difficult at all. > All it takes is wisdom, and I'm absolutely sure > That we can get it back into the box,And bind the chains, and lock the > locks. > But no one seems to want to save the children anymore. > Well, that's the way it all appears, 'cause it's been bouncing round for > years and years > In spite of all the wisdom wizzed since those wondrous days of yore > And the time they came across the box, > Bound up with chains and locked with locks, > And labeled "Kindly do not touch; it's war." > > by---Lascelles Abercrombie > > > I invited everyone who wish to send in the name of a loved one ( for today > only) who served their county and died in a past conflict. > Please state their name, date of death, where they died. Please use the > subject line " We will remember them" > Sheila > > ==== CA-ONT-CEMETERIES Mailing List ==== > READ the taglines! > Before you ask for a lookup ...check > http://freepages.history.rootsweb.com/~silentguardians > > ============================== > View and search Historical Newspapers. Read about your ancestors, find > marriage announcements and more. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13969/rd.ashx > >