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PostPosted: Tue Oct 21, 2003 9:56 pm
by Enigma
It occured to me today that we do not have a place for members to pay respects to the deceased on their anniversaries. So here we are.

Today is the anniversary of my friend Paul Hillyard, he died this day on 2002 due to cancer.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 21, 2003 10:04 pm
by Fidel
To baby Mikhail who died 3 days ago of Pneumonia

Mikhail Dmetisk Bestchastnykh - 2002-2003
Volgograd, Russia

and in respect of engima's loss as well I totally agree with what he said

thank you

PostPosted: Wed Oct 22, 2003 4:42 am
by Llisa
Wonderful idea Enigma
Although this is more then a little late...
March 18, 1940 - August 11, 2002 -> My dad

PostPosted: Wed Oct 22, 2003 4:48 pm
by X_Smiler_X
Mine is early - 19th November 1994 - My grandad. Miss you every day xxxxxxx

PostPosted: Thu Oct 23, 2003 5:03 pm
by spider girl
My friend Hillary who died of Hodgkins Disease a year ago today.
Hil you are still missed by the MD Crew!!

Hillary Kiera Mills
1986 - 2002 :(

PostPosted: Fri Oct 24, 2003 2:19 pm
by catrina
5 months a go today I lost my little girl Regan due to being born prematurely,due to unfortunate cirumstances.

1 year ago yesterday my nana Mary died.


PostPosted: Sat Oct 25, 2003 11:34 pm
by debby
this is a good idea. it was nice to see that my son is remembered.

Paul Anthony Hillyard 1983-2002 my beautiful boy.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 28, 2003 8:24 pm
by KoRn_Freak
My friend Vicky Mac, died of blood poisoning whilst undergoing routine surgery. Thinking of you always, Vicky.


Victoria Mac

PostPosted: Wed Oct 29, 2003 4:44 pm
by Fidel
Pyotr Gabrich Szwierchersk Bestchastnikh
shot whilst defending his store
Faithful Uncle
Proud father and Compatriot of Mother Russia
Proud Citizen of Moscow
One tragedy hurts us all

Long Live PGSB in our memories

PostPosted: Fri Oct 31, 2003 11:25 am
by ms 6275
:cry: MY dad who died 31st oct 2001 U will always be missed

PostPosted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 5:56 pm
by Fidel
To all those who fell in Great Britain, Russia, France and the USA for the fight against fascism and for freedom.

1914-1918 - 6,000,000 - WE WILL REMEMBER

1939-1945 - 10,000,000 - WE WILL REMEMBER

I'm sure I speak for everybody when I say that these people will live on forever in their courageous fight.


PostPosted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 6:45 pm
by Llisa
Remembrance Day

In Flander's Fields

Lieut. Col. John McCrae

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 you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

The author of this poem, a member of the First Canadian contingent, died in France
on January 28, 1918, after four years of service on the Western Front.

Out troops moved into the trench; Until all corners were filled
Then we took aim at the oncoming force; And broke the deathly still
Havoc broke out acros the field; As we ran into the fray
The sun poked over the hill; To mark the start of day
The fight raged on for two more days; 'Til finally it was through
We dragged out battered bodies back; Only to start anew
Month after month we pushed ourselves; going on a constant man hunt
We'd neither stop to eat nor slumber; Until all'd be quiet on the Western front
Daily I tried to write my wife; I wondered how she would survive
I'd wait until the carrier'd come; But no letter from her arrived
Into a battle we charged head on; My life-long friend at my side
Then out of the blue, some shrapnel flew; My companion fell down and died
I dropped to my knees, my heart torn in two;As I checked at his chest for a beat
Right then though the war was not over; I felt the let down of defeat
I stood up slowly, the pain sinking in; As I realized the meaning of war
Not to gain more than we need; And to kill a man? What for?
War was not about fighting; Or killing for more then we need
It's about about no longer having family; All because of a terrible greed
It's about not being able to go to town; Without being shot at or bombed
It's about always living in terror; So much that you can not be calmed
I slowly turned and walked away; My shoulders slumped at my side
My legs felt numb with pain; As I remembered my friend had just died
My commander soon came up to me; Excitement glowed on his face
No joy could ever have been so great; We'd won the last and final race
Oh such happniess I felt just then; I could only reply with a grunt
After a much hard earned victory; All was quiet on the Western front
I went back home to my wife; But she was not to be found
A graveyard stone then told me; She was far beneath the ground
Another wave of pain shook my frame; As I made my way into town
People crouched beneath small shacks; Since all homes had been burned to the ground
Yet, no more planes polluted the sky; No more bombs came fast and blunt
The war had left terrible scars; But all was quiet on the Western front

-Copywrite by author - 1998

PostPosted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 7:52 pm
by -iron-
my friend sarah died yesterday evening because of a rare case of lung cancer, been fighting for 2 years and finally lost her fight at 9:50pm 1989 - 2003
i will never forget you :cry:

PostPosted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 9:26 pm
by woopdecker
I never knew Sarah that well, but i knew her enough to never forget her, she battled the hardest anyone could ever do, and she never gave up.
You'll always be remeberd by everyone.


PostPosted: Wed Nov 12, 2003 7:29 am
by halfwaythere
to sarah also, such a great loss of such an innocent life and to my great-grandad, i never knew his name who survived the 1st and 2nd world war. R.I.P Gramps and Sarah :(