In Grade 8, our classroom teacher, Claude Stewart, challenged the class to learn great pieces of poetry.
By the end of the year, our class could recite from memory more than 30 different pieces.
I can’t remember them all but the piece by John McCrae still rings true in my mind. One only can marvel that this hastily-scribbled poem, written during the Second Battle of Ypres, would mark most cenotaph ceremonies across Canada nearly a century later.
The poem was written about a day after his friend, Alexis Helmer, was killed by a German bomb.