"Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The Torch; be yours to hold it high."
Tuesday, 09 November 2004
The Right Honourable Paul Martin
Prime Minister of Canada
Office of the Prime Minister
80 Wellington Street
Ottawa K1A 0A2
Dear Prime Minister,
Re: Armistice Day 2004
My great-uncle returned from France in 1919 with his lungs forever
incapacitated from choline gas. My father taught me to observe a moment
of silence on "the eleventh day of the eleventh month" each year on
Armistice Day to honour the defenders of our freedom long before I knew
what "armistice" meant. Later in school I learned Major McCrea's great
poem which exhorted us that "The Torch" was now ours, "to hold it high."
As a responsible citizen I have tried hard to live those inspiring
words, believing in the ultimate goodness of mankind and in the reliable
justness of good government.
Regrettably as Remembrance Day approaches this year and we are once
again urged to "take up the quarrel" we must recognize a very serious
and deeply disturbing fact. The "foe" with whom we now must contend is
your Liberal government.
In passing the Firearms Act your Liberal government is attempting to
usurp the Rights and Freedoms which two generations of Canadian men and
women fought and died to protect. In two world wars hundreds of
thousands of Canadians suffered unimaginable hardships to preserve and
defend what your Liberal government is now trying to destroy with this
unjust, unconscionable law.
Mr Prime Minister, before you continue to make a mockery of Remembrance
Day and further desecrate our Canadian dead, repeal the Firearms Act.
Sincerely,
Edward B. Hudson DVM, MS
Secretary
CC: Lt Governor Lynda Haverstock
Deputy Prime Minister Anne McLellan
Steven Harper, Leader of Opposition
Garry Breitkreuz, MP
Provincial Premiers
Canadian Unregistered Firearms Owners Association
402 Skeena Crt Saskatoon
Saskatchewan S7K 4H2
1-306-242-2379 fax 1-306-249-2359
edwardhudson@shaw.ca
http://www.cufoa.ca
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely signing, 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.
Major John McCrae, Ypres, 1915
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