joIn our PoppIes

please consider a donation of € 2,50

The Hindenburg Line Project certainly can use every support to achieve the goals as stated on this website. Besides Partners, Sponsors and our 100Friends we want to involve as many people as possible, our benefactors, and give them the opportunity to support the project. United we stand! Every donation counts and can make the difference!

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We form a group of benefactors—our metaphorical field of Poppies—and if you find our project sympathetic and embrace the thoughts behind it, we ask you to consider donating a one-time fee of € 2.50. With your help we can finance the travelling exhibition between 2016-2018 through Belgium, England, France, Germany and the Netherlands. Unless you prefer an anonymous gift, your name will be immortalized on the Patrons Pages of the book to appear “If only we had spoken the same language!”. And, of course, we’ll put you on our mailing list so you receive our quarterly Newsletter to keep you informed of the latest developments of the project.

Scarlet corn poppies (popaver rhoeas) grow naturally in conditions of disturbed earth throughout Western Europe. The destruction brought by the Napoleonic wars of the early 19th Century transformed bare land into fields of blood red poppies, growing around the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

In late 1914, the fields of Northern France and Flanders were once again ripped open as World War One raged through Europe’s heart. Once the conflict was over the poppy was one of the only plants to grow on the otherwise barren battlefields.

The significance of the poppy as a lasting memorial symbol to the fallen was realised by the Canadian surgeon John McCrae in his poem In Flanders Fields. The poppy came to represent the immeasurable sacrifice made by his comrades and quickly became a lasting memorial to those who died in World War One and later conflicts.

In Flanders Fields
Lt. Col. John McCrae
(1872-1918)

 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.

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Please help the Hindenburgline Project come further and join our field of Poppies with a € 2,50 donation. Unless you want to stay anonymus – that is your choice – as a token of our gratitude your name will be published in The List Of Benefactors in the book If only we had spoken the same language! Your donation will be used entirely to establish the travelling exhibition starting at the In Flanders Fields Museum of Ypres (BE).




 

Paypal is one of the safest payment methods on the Internet. However, if you do not want to work with Paypal, you can also use a regular bank transfer. Please transfer € 2,50 to bankaccount: NL65 INGB 0006 1696 02 [BIC INGBNL2A] of Stichting Hindenburgline Project, the Netherlands, under the reference of: donation HLP-Poppy. But don’t forget to forward your emailaddress so we can put you on our mailinglist; just visit our contactpage.

Thanks for joining our Poppies & please keep posted

—United we stand—

 

 

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