Memorial Day

In Flanders Fields

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.

— Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)

Officially the tech-geek at my house

Due to the change-over to digital TV next month, we tried getting a converter box, but it didn't work with our old TV. Nor the semi-used one my dad picked up at a yard sale. So he decided to bite the bullet and invest in a brand new, flatscreen, digital-HD TV.

And rather than lummox it up, he asked me to set it up. He put the stand together and plugged it in and got it turned on, but he asked me to do the honors of actually setting it up. Which took a few clicks of the buttons on the remote, but to my utter surprise, I got it set up in about five minutes. I rock! We are officially in the digital TV era! We just have to hook up the VCR and the DVD player he got at the house sale he helped his friend "Don" with, last summer.