Royal Canadian Legion

Branch97 - Oliver

Executive Members:

Executive
President: Cori Augustine 250-689-1758
Past President: Peter Mckenna 778-870-0689
First Vice President: Sandy Askewe-Power 250-341-7161
Second Vice President:    
Secretary: Donna Brooks 250-498-7706
Treasurer: Ron Lundin 250-498-8854

 

Committees
Chaplain: Ray Turner 250-498-3084
Canteen: Peter Mckenna 778-870-0689
Entertainment: Estelle Pavan 250-498-9061
Honours & Awards: Cori Augustine 250-689-1758
House & Grounds: Dale Young 250-535-1765
Membership: Chris Yerburgh 250-498-3873
Poppy Fund Sandy Askewe-Power 250-341-7161
Public Relations Donna Brooks 250-498-7706
Sergeant-at-Arms Chris Yerburgh 250-498-3873
Service Officer Kent Dagenais 250-488-0228
Sick & Visiting: Gene Beckstrom 250-689-1064
Sport: Peter Mckenna 778-870-0689
Ways & Means: Sandy Askewe-Power 250-341-7161
Youth: Sandy Askewe-Power 250-341-7161

Contact:

Oliver Legion
250-498-3868
6417 Main Street

Mailing address:
Box 378
Oliver, BC  V0H 1T0

 

cenotaph

I shuffle my feet through the autumn leaves,
A fresh chill is in the air.
On November 11th a mother grieves,
Her son is no longer there.

That morning in Ottawa a soft rain falls,
Canadians gather on Parliament Hill.
In Afghanistan a soldier’s cry calls,
A dusty wind erodes his will.

Cameras linger on time-worn faces,
Wrinkled eyes still glinting with pride.
Young recruits eagerly train at bases,
Soon replacing those who have died.

The singing of “O Canada” rings strongly,
A poppy over each person’s heart.
Nations continue to bicker wrongly,
Government leaders so far apart.

Upon the cenotaph, wreaths are placed,
Bright ribbons bearing names.
The ills of society can’t be erased,
There’s no point playing deadly games.

In that minute of silence we remember
Heads bowed, tears fall to the ground
Hope seems nothing but a dying ember
Faith in humanity whispers not a sound

For that moment I pause to consider
The face of freedom today
Is it smiling or is it bitter?
Because of all that we’ve thrown away.

A trumpet plays The Last Post,
The bagpipes notes float bravely after.
I am resolved to remember most,
That in the world there’s still some laughter.

I must shrug off the heaviness of this date,
And be thankful for the free life I live.
Make a promise not to surrender to hate,
Be a strength, share love, just give.

Author: Mallory Abbie