Rememberance Day

On Rememberance Day we honor all active duty military personnel, and especially the veterans in our family, who traveled around the world and fought for our freedom and PEACE.

Pte. Lynn MELDRUM (Father deceased)

Royal Canadian Army Services Corps
England, Belgium, France, Holland
Truck Driver/Mechanic / Chauffer to Col. Rocky Stewart

Dad was very proud to serve under the Canadian Ensign. One of his favorite poems follows this tribute.



Sgt. Lois (Phillips) BROWN (Aunt deceased)

Canadian Women’s Army Corps
Calgary, and Trenton Ontario

Steno Pool

Tudy, along with 6 others girls, formed a Hockey team on their own, as they could not get the necessary approvals from the Army.

Sgt. Melville BROWN (uncle deceased)

Royal Canadian Air Force
Lancaster Pilot baded in England
Flew missions in the European theatre

Mel was the youngest pilot to serve in the RCAF during WWII





Francis Wayne PHILLIPS (uncle deceased)

Royal Canadian Air Force
Leading Aircraftman
served in Yorkshire England


Wayne didn't want to join the Army " No way" he told his friends, "Where I go I'm going to ride"



Ernest (Ernie) MELDRUM (cousin)

Royal Canadian Navy (Retired)
Canada Foreign Affairs
Communications Officer
Canadian Embassy’s London, Germany

Col. Tom PHILLIPS Retired (U.S. Air Force)

A Pilgrim in Unholy Places: Stories of a Mustang Colonel. By Thomas D. Phillips, USAF-Ret.
The book traces the story of a “Mustang” officer show career encompassed the Cuban crisis, the cold War, Vietnam, the Gulf War, and the Balkan conflict. During his nearly four decades of service, he led an isolated unit through a terrorist raid, held a key position during Operation Desert Storm, commanded one of the most unique organizations in the Air Force, and led some of the first American troops into Sarajevo.

And last, but leased and still on active duty


Master Cpl. Steve Williams (son-in-law to Phillip Brown and Julie Aherne)

Canadian Forces
Communications Instructor
Kingston, Ontario




In 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 lieIn 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

The poem was written by a Canadian - John McCrae, a doctor and teacher,
who served in both the South African War and the First World War.