In Flanders Field

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.

Written by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, May 3 1915
World War I

Corporal Clyde R Berry
Second World War
1917 - 1980

Ernest L Berry
Second World War
1925 -

George Stanton Berry
Second World War
1916 - 1970

 

Lance Corporal Leslie Alfred Boxall
Second World War
1924 - 1945
April 7, 1945 - Holland

Corporal Bert Harrison Durnell
First World War
1895-1977

Cleo Durnell
Missouri Wagoner  339 MG BN 88 Div
Second World War
1893-1947

Private John Durnell
14th Missouri State Militia Calvary
US Civil War, Union
1842-1862

Corporal Nicholas Monroe Durnell
 US Civil War, Union
1838-1910

Private Ray D Durnell
First World War
1886-1954

 

Private Ernest Ralph Keffer
First World War
1886 - 1916
September 19, 1916 - Vimy Ridge

'When You Go Home, Tell Them Of Us And Say,
For Their Tomorrow, We Gave Our Today.'
The Kohima Epitaph, World War II

We honour those who served and those who died for our freedom;
To those who sacrificed so much for our future.

We thank you, we honour you, we remember you.
Lest We Forget.