It’s 92 years since the armistice was signed to end the war that was supposed to end all wars.
. . . They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them. . .
From For the Fallen by Laurence Binyon.