Hells of Iron
11-12-2005, 09:41 PM
Where is Canadas war effort and contribution???
Sideshow produces so many U.S. figures for WW1 and yet their contribution was from 1917 onward...
Canada
Ypres...Festubert...Somme...Vimy Ridge (4 Victoria Crosses)...Hill 70 and Lens...Passchendaele...Cambrai...and on...
After the Somme, says the Brit PM - "The Canadians", wrote Lloyd George, "played a part of such distinction that thenceforward they were marked out as storm troops; for the remainder of the way they were brought along to head the assault in one great battle after another. Whenever the Germans found the Canadian Corps coming into the line they prepared for the worst."
http://www.around.ntl.sympatico.ca/~toby/storm.html
Canadian John McCrae's "Flanders Fields"...
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
Canadian Roy Brown is credited with shooting down the infamous Red Baron. Although this is still argued today between Aussie and Canucks, yet one fact remains...Roy Brown saw the body of Manfred von Richthofen after he was killed and wrote...
"... the sight of Richthofen as I walked closer gave me a start. He appeared so small to me, so delicate. He looked so friendly. Blond, silk-soft hair, like that of a child, fell from the broad, high forehead. His face, particularly peaceful, had an expression of gentleness and goodness, of refinement. Suddenly I felt miserable, desperately unhappy, as if I had committed an injustice. With a feeling of shame, a kind of anger against myself moved in my thoughts, that I had forced him to lay there. And in my heart I cursed the force that is devoted to death. I gnashed my teeth, I cursed the war. If I could I would gladly have brought him back to life, but that is somewhat different than shooting a gun. I could no longer look him in the face. I went away. I did not feel like a victor. There was a lump in my throat. If he had been my dearest friend, I could not have felt greater sorrow."
Truly one of the most moving indictments of war...
Why are there no Canadian WW1 figs made?
Sideshow produces so many U.S. figures for WW1 and yet their contribution was from 1917 onward...
Canada
Ypres...Festubert...Somme...Vimy Ridge (4 Victoria Crosses)...Hill 70 and Lens...Passchendaele...Cambrai...and on...
After the Somme, says the Brit PM - "The Canadians", wrote Lloyd George, "played a part of such distinction that thenceforward they were marked out as storm troops; for the remainder of the way they were brought along to head the assault in one great battle after another. Whenever the Germans found the Canadian Corps coming into the line they prepared for the worst."
http://www.around.ntl.sympatico.ca/~toby/storm.html
Canadian John McCrae's "Flanders Fields"...
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
Canadian Roy Brown is credited with shooting down the infamous Red Baron. Although this is still argued today between Aussie and Canucks, yet one fact remains...Roy Brown saw the body of Manfred von Richthofen after he was killed and wrote...
"... the sight of Richthofen as I walked closer gave me a start. He appeared so small to me, so delicate. He looked so friendly. Blond, silk-soft hair, like that of a child, fell from the broad, high forehead. His face, particularly peaceful, had an expression of gentleness and goodness, of refinement. Suddenly I felt miserable, desperately unhappy, as if I had committed an injustice. With a feeling of shame, a kind of anger against myself moved in my thoughts, that I had forced him to lay there. And in my heart I cursed the force that is devoted to death. I gnashed my teeth, I cursed the war. If I could I would gladly have brought him back to life, but that is somewhat different than shooting a gun. I could no longer look him in the face. I went away. I did not feel like a victor. There was a lump in my throat. If he had been my dearest friend, I could not have felt greater sorrow."
Truly one of the most moving indictments of war...
Why are there no Canadian WW1 figs made?