November 12, 2012 Features & Images » Feature Story

Lest we forget 

click to flip through (5) Roy Buchholz (right) with a friend at Trafalgar Square, London, U.K. during his service in WW II.
  • Roy Buchholz (right) with a friend at Trafalgar Square, London, U.K. during his service in WW II.

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Remembrance, Never To Forget

Silent Stones

This is a quiet place at the end of night

long dim shadows appear before the dawn

row upon row at the coming of the light,

this is our place of rest and we do not hear

not a voice or a gentle breeze or a raindrop

on the soil above.

But, if we could see, we would know side by side

Our Brothers lie, our souls released by the hand

of fate, for it is here, upon this earth the

moving shadows cast by light, mark our place

in these vast fields of standing stones.

For some who will never see our final place

and those who have lost their Sons in war,

only they can feel the pain they bear,

Yet, there is comfort and they know the gentle

hand of a caring child, at a special time,

will always place a flower on his Grave

and he will never be alone.

These Children, just like You, they know Our

Names and who we were, it is carved there

on the stones, and also here, a special place

where no name is there to see, there is a cross

and a time and the words unknown, it is here

in this far land a Child will gently place a rose

upon this Silent Stone.

Robert Rushbrook,

September 1999

When I read the poem, I know that this is one of my father's ways to remember and honour his fallen brothers in arms.

As for Project Maple Leaf he continues his work to recognize and help preserve the Dutch traditions to never forget those Liberators that didn't make it home.

On this Remembrance Day we will again lay our wreath to remember grandfather John W. Rushbrook. In doing so, we will also pay tribute to the men and women lost serving our country in the world wars and other conflicts. This, I feel, is the least we can do to honour them for the freedom we have always known and can so easily take for granted.

Memories worth keeping, but hard to share

By Doug, Diane, Mackenzie, Owen and the rest of the Hart family.

Remembrance Day with the Hart family has always been a day to reflect on my Dad, Norman Hart, who served with the Royal Rifles of Canada from Jan. 21, 1943 to Dec. 5 1945.

My Dad passed away in 1999, so to put together his stories of War memories I called on my siblings. The problem we all had was the same, he really only told us a couple stories over the years, we presume because it was too hard to talk about — the war itself and perhaps even the events that unfolded before him as a 23 year old. These days veterans talk about post-traumatic stress disorders; I doubt back-in-the-day any soldier had professional help to talk about what they went through or how to cope away from the battlefield. But from the stories and the war telegraphs we still have framed for our Dad I am able to tell this much:

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