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... >Full Story
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John Lennon’s classic song, “Imagine” speaks to our deep yearning for peace.
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US Honors 1000th GI Lost
Today as we mark Memorial Day, the United States has lost... >more
What Do You Fear?
What do you fear, and why? Is it holding you back from realizing your full potential?
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