Een volk dat voor tirannen zwicht, [sub][sup](A people that gives in to tirants)[/sup][/sub]
zal meer dan lijf en goed verliezen… [sub][sup](will lose more than body and goods…)[/sup][/sub]
Dan dooft het licht. [sub][sup](That is when the lights grow dim.)[/sup][/sub]
(Poem by Henk van Randwijk, founder of underground resistance newspaper Vrij Nederland. The words appear on a monument in Amsterdam, at the Weteringcircuit, opposite the old Heineken brewery.)
Thank you, Shayna, for beating me to it. 
Rod Hill, if I may ask, in what capacity will you be attending the service in Belgium? What a splendid initiative. The WWI Battles of Ypres were probably among the most gruesome examples of warfare, of all time. Nameless or not, these men deserve all the honour you can give them.
Shill, the Channel Islands indeed have an interesting war history, don’t they? And it’s all but forgotten that parts of the UK were occupied by the Nazis. I guess perhaps the film The Others brought that fact to light once more, but it’s quite obscure information outside the UK. Which is a damn shame. I hope to visit your wonderful island one day, it looks gorgeous from what I’ve seen about it on TV!
Goodbeem, welcome aboard! I must have missed your posts until now. It’s strange isn’t it - a country with remarkably little patriotism, so united over this one issue. Whatever your stance in modern politics, you don’t mess with the 4th and 5th of May.
You know, I almost had forgotten it was the 4th of May yesterday. As you tend to do on weekends, you’re not really aware of the date as much as on a weekday. I had visited a friend in Utrecht to watch the F1 Grand Prix, and was riding home towards Amsterdam on my motorbike, using the back roads alongside the Vecht river rather than the busy A2 motorway.
I stopped in the tiny village of Nieuwersluis (near Breukelen) to snap some pictures of the gorgeous buildings and houses lining the Vecht river in that beautiful area. As I took one of my pictures, it suddenly dawned on me.
A nearby house was flying the Dutch flag at half-mast. It was May 4.
That’s the real freedom of it all. I was riding around, not even thinking about it. It totally caught me by surprise. The fact that we can do this, that we can live our everyday lives without thinking about our freedom being at stake - we owe it all to those brave men who gave their best, and in some cases, their all.
At 8 PM last night, I was online with my girlfriend, who is American. I found a web feed that covered the commemoration at Dam Square. We watched it together, even though we’re half a world apart. It was very cool to share that.
Today, on May 5, we celebrate our freedom. Thank you, sons and daughters of Canada, the United States, and the United Kingdom. Your blood was exchanged for my freedom, and I can never repay you.
[sub]P.S. I couldn’t resist - though not much of a patriot, I decided to wear an orange tie to work today.[/sub]