THE ROYAL UNITED SERVICES INSTITUTE OF REGINA
HONORING THE CANADIAN ARMED FORCES AND ITS MEMBERS PAST AND PRESENT
The Royal United Services Institute (RUSI) is proud to co-host the Commissionaires Century Armistice Ball with our partner the Government of Saskatchewan and Title Sponsor Commissionaires South Saskatchewan. The United Services Institute of Regina was established after the Great War in 1919 when a group of eighty officers met to form a military institute. This group, as well as military units and other military institutes, began holding Armistice Balls to mark the end of the fighting in the First World War and to remember those brave men and women who fought in that terrible conflict or supported them on the home front. This tradition has carried on to the present day. To mark the 100th anniversary of the Armistice we have partnered with the Government of Saskatchewan to host tonight’s event. During the Dinner you will experience military traditions such as the Loyal Toast, Toast to the Fallen, Regimental Marches and a military Drum Line. It is our pleasure to share these traditions with you.
While the Ball is a happy event marking the end of the fighting it is also somber while we remember the 60,000 killed, 172,000 wounded and those psychologically scarred. We ask that you enjoy the evening but also remember those who sacrificed so much a century ago.
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Major (Ret’d) CD, A de C
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.
Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD
He was a brave soldier he died young and brave
And for more than six decades he lay in his grave
And still at the dawning of each war memorial day
At his grave site a young bugler the last post does play.
Known as the Unknown Soldier one without a name
Still he had a mum and a dad just the same
And when he did not return home when the fighting was done
They grieved at their loss and they wept for their son.
The war to end all wars of all wars 'tis said
But more wars are fought and we have more war dead
And at the grave of the unknown soldier the last post is played
And to honour the war dead another parade.
Old war men do tell us young soldiers fight and die
For freedom and liberty that is a lie
They went to war when young they are now old and gray
Some grow old not wiser some are known to say.
That they were fighting for freedom and justice they believed to be true
And they were quite gallant to give them their due
But many deprived of their human rights in the World of today
And that does seem a very sad thing for to say.
With heads bowed old men showing their years in gray
At the grave of the Unknown Soldier at the dawn of the day
In silence do listen as a young bugler the last post does play
For one who fought and died in a war far away.