Every Canadian of a certain generation learned several poems by heart. In my day, this was one of those poems: In Flanders FieldsBY JOHN MCCRAEIn Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the…
Every Canadian of a certain generation learned several poems by heart. In my day, this was one of those poems: In Flanders FieldsBY JOHN MCCRAEIn Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the…