Lyrical

Rest In Peace David

You are the paisley in the wallpaper of my life

You will be missed

~kei
11 January 2016

The Hardest Goodbyes II

This cartoon, published in The Chronicle Herald, resonated widely in Canada and around the world.

It spoke to me because like many in this small Capital, we feel Cpl. Cerillo’s loss on a deeply personal level.

The import wasn’t lost on me when I saw the photos of him standing guard just moments before the shooting and the photos moments after; as he lay surrounded by First Responders. He was guarding the World War I face of the monument. My Great Grandfather Tupper was KIA at Ypres and my Great Grandfather Thomas wounded at Passchendaele.

For that reason,  I find this image comforting in a small way.

Please read the story from The Chronicle Herald:

Here

Bruce McKinnon's editorial cartoon Copyright @Bruce MkcKinnon

Bruce MacKinnon’s editorial cartoon
Copyright @Bruce MacKinnon

The Hardest Goodbyes I

Closing this week in a city altered forever. Yesterday was “business as usual” though fair to say my thoughts were consumed with the continued emerging details surrounding the senseless death of Cpl. Nathan Cirillo.

I’m lost for words but these ones are more important than ever to me and to all Canadians:

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Ô Canada!
Terre de nos aïeux,
Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux!
Car ton bras sait porter l’épée,
Il sait porter la croix!
Ton histoire est une épopée
Des plus brillants exploits.
Et ta valeur, de foi trempée,
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.
Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, standing guard in front of Canada's National War Memorial in Ottawa.

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, standing guard in front of Canada’s National War Memorial in Ottawa.

R.I.P.

You join with many brave, bright souls that went far too soon.