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	<title>Comments on: I&#8217;m the one they call Doc</title>
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		<title>By: Teadrinker</title>
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		<dc:creator>Teadrinker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:48:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;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.&quot;

Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)


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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;In Flanders fields the poppies blow<br />
Between the crosses, row on row,<br />
That mark our place; and in the sky<br />
The larks, still bravely singing, fly<br />
Scarce heard amid the guns below.</p>
<p>We are the dead. Short days ago<br />
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,<br />
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie<br />
In Flanders fields.</p>
<p>Take up our quarrel with the foe:<br />
To you from failing hands we throw<br />
The torch; be yours to hold it high.<br />
If ye break faith with us who die<br />
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow<br />
In Flanders fields.&#8221;</p>
<p>Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 &#8211; 1918)</p>
<p><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_Flanders_Fields" rel="nofollow">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_Flanders_Fields</a></p>
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		<title>By: Chaz022002</title>
		<link>http://rokdrop.com/2009/11/11/im-the-one-they-call-doc/comment-page-1/#comment-373186</link>
		<dc:creator>Chaz022002</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 14:36:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Of all the jobs in the military corpmen and medics have recieved the most Medals of Honor.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Of all the jobs in the military corpmen and medics have recieved the most Medals of Honor.</p>
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