This is an every year thing, looking for a different version of The Fields of France to share. While the song is about a young man who died in WWI, the words apply to any military member who died in any war, and it's a reminder to me, at least, about what we should all try to set aside for the holiday.
This isn't about whether a war was just or not. It isn't about whether a war was fought for freedom or greed, or whether it was a war, a police action, an intervention or a single mission. It's about the men and women, so often far too young, who died serving their country. When you join the service, any branch, you make that promise to serve, to do what your country asks, to go where they send you. And that's what these men and women do, heads held high, keeping their promises, and every loss is a tragedy.
My heart is with all the families, all the loved ones left behind, and I salute all of my brothers and sisters in arms. That's why this year I've chosen a female voice to sing the annual tribute for us here - because we often forget how many women have given their lives in the last century of wars. All my love - take a listen.
Angel writes (mostly) Science Fiction and Fantasy centered around queer heroes. Currently living part time in the hectic sprawl of northern Delaware and full time inside her head, she has one husband, one son, two cats, a love of all things beautiful and a terrible addiction to the consumption of both knowledge and chocolate.