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Monday, November 11, 2013
It is, as I point out most years, Armistice Day. The day has been repurposed, nobly enough, but along about 1100, you might want to stop for a minute, stop and remember why and who; stop and remember the war that shaped the world you grew up in and the men who fought and fell in it, the war that, finally, staggered to a stop at 11:00 a.m., 11 November, 1918
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Ego vadum perussi vestri prandium
"I saw to what extent the people among whom I lived could be trusted as good neighbors and friends; that their friendship was for summer weather only; that they did not greatly propose to do right; that they were a distinct race from me by their prejudices and superstitions."