1. I remember reading a poem in a book written by a former member of the Canadian Airborne Regiment. It sort of jumped to mind when I saw the above picture elsewhere on the ‘net….

   “If I no more should waken on this Earth,
   To greet the daily miracle of dawn
   I shall have known much of deepest worth,
   Then do not weep for me when I am gone.

   High service has been mine, and prayers, and dreaming,
   Of that new world which sacrifice should bring;
   Oh, I have soared to heights where stars are gleaming,
   And raced translucent clouds on silvered wing.

   I shall have conquered Earth’s confining sod,
   And willingly gone forth to walk with God.”

   That’s it.
   One thing: I am typing this out from memory, because I am unable to find the book itself – so if any of the words are incorrect, I respectfully ask for the benefit of the doubt.
   One other thing: when you next go to the local watering hole, please raise a glass to Corporal Cirillo, and let the Lord know that we are sending a good man back to him.
   Thank you.

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