Perhaps because both of our fathers are veterans of World War II, or because we usually spend our wedding anniversary in Great Britain (where Remembrance Sunday is commemorated for a full week), I was saddened at how little attention is given to Veterans Day (Nov. 11) in our area.

I am not referring to organized, civic events; but to personal observances.

I had the distinct feeling that no one was quite sure why we were wearing our red poppies. I saw only one other person (besides a televised Tony Blair) sporting one.

A few folks asked us about it; some were surprised to discover it was Veterans Day; one commented, “Oh, you bought one of those from the handicapped guys.” How heart-breaking.

Parents, teachers, and pastors, please read the old poem to your charges. Veterans gave so much; more than we will ever know.

“In Flanders Fields the poppies blow,
Between the crosses, row on row ...”

Suzanne Sports
Peachtree City, Ga.