#they shall not grow old

[married-to-a-redhead]

Each square of this map made in 1919 is 250 meters by 250 meters. The map represents the Somme battlefield. The blue numbers in the squares are the number of bodies in each section. That's why we wear poppies.

[cinemajunkie70]

Happy Birthday Peter Jackson!

[mattykelevra]

Great Documentary about WWI by: Peter Jackson

[wordlady60]

Rest easy soldier, the line is held, your job is done

#weshallnotforget

[kisnin]

The Billionaire, who does nothing: "the System is Fair"

The Laborers working in freezing rain to dig drainage ditches and clear roads: "It is not fair"

The College girl dancing in nothing to make rent: "it is not fair"

The line cook, abed by 2 am and awake at 5am, burned by hit oil: "it is not fair"

The Oil workers, covered in toxic sludge, hauling on chains that could whipsnap them in seconds: "it is not fair"

The factory worker, layer off from the accident that ripped their arm off, because safety is expensive: " It is not Fair"

The 13 year old girl, penetrated by some disgusting person, so her family can have food (and who don't know where the money comes from): "it is not fair"

The soldier, and his squad, fighting a last stand far from home in dust and blood: "IT IS NOT FAIR"

The Billionaire, who does nothing: "it is fair"

WORKERS AND SOLDIERS OF THE WORLD, UNITE, YOU'VE NAUGHT TO LOSE BUT YOUR CHAINS!!!

[gifnebula]

They Shall Not Grow Old.

[angiiiiexx]

This pic is literally the foundation for all of my Wu and Lloyd headcannons and fics (ideas)

Them and their bond are so very special to me. Wu as the father figure. He literally loves Lloyd like a son. Just them

[spineless-lobster]

I can’t believe vera lynn created all of her songs for capvers that was so nice of her omg

[leadersguilt]

cant remember bringing this up for a while so honestly i'll never be over the reiiteration that jean himself has a bleeding heart. he is going to be both blunt and honest with whoever hes speaking to, but in a way that he hopes will come to help them understand the situation but also does it so whoever he's speaking with actually understands the full situation and what that may entail despite the gruesome outcome.

[keeps-ache]

[curled into a ball on the floor] i am dealing with the failure in a healthy, rational way do not mind me

[married-to-a-redhead]

A day late, but I finally got around to re-watching They Shall Not Grow Old. It’s not a traditional documentary because there is no narrator. Every spoken word is from an actual veteran of World War 1. They tell their stories as the restored WW1 footage is shown. It’s truly amazing.

[walterdecourceys]

tumblr poll should i watch they shall not grow old or will it just make me deeply deeply upset

[wholemleko]

Out here 2 vent again sry

[amphigories]

thinking about this one classics prof (a white-haired old man who wore a suit every day, with a godzilla tie on friday) who very sternly told us that pulling an all nighter ages you by an entire year, which he followed up by telling us he was only twenty six but he simply never slept & it had withered him into the aged figure we saw before us. i kinda think he knew what he was talking about. also he told us he had two different fantasy football teams: “one for fun and one for money”

[eggs-n-ham-sam]

This is Bugler Hayward Wade, 19, the first Worthing man to be killed in action during the war on August 26, 1914.

After running out of ammunition, his unit fixed bayonets and charged the Germans, who shot them down.

This is an account of his final moments as he lay dying on the battlefield.

They were recorded by a comrade lying wounded beside him.

In a letter to Wade’s parents, Sargant FE Ward wrote: “He was with me thought the Battle of Mans, and on that memorable August 26th, when our regiment found part of the defense in the rearguard action.

He was with me when I received my first wound, and was wounded himself the next minute, at the close of the terrible charge when it was then growing dark.

Men lay all around.  One calling your son’s name, he answered quite close to me.

I crawled to him and asked where he was hurt and if I could do anything.

But my ability was small, having received another shrapnel wound, which smashed my right arm.

I find it very hard to put on paper what my feelings were as I lay badly wounded by your son’s side, myself growing weaker and sinking to what I thought would be the end.

I can only say that I have often wished that I might meet me end with as brave a front and apparent satisfaction as he did.

His last words with always be dear to my memory.

Although only comrades, you can understand the love that springs up between in these positions of life and death.

I spoke to him as best I could, and well remember his answer: ‘We have done our best, may God bless us all, and England.’

I thought no man prepares for the end could ever meet at with such a calm frontage.

I then dropped off to sleep, of unconsciousness, and woke at 11 o’clock the next morning, and on turning toward your son, found him with eyes closed, and apparently dead.

I feel sure he had a peaceful end.

I can truly say he did his fighting and dying bravely as a soldier.

A better soldier I should never wish to have in any charge.”

[cuz-reasons]

Summary: Emmet hates the graveyard shift, but at least he gets to drive the trains. On the last trip from Mistralton, he meets an unexpected passenger.

I am once again reuniting the brothers and no one can stop me