pferguson | August 8, 2018
Thread Four Near to the early evening the bells call, an announcement of faith or on this day of the Great Pilgrimage a note for every unit, every battalion. The notes grow faint as if to start speaking the names of all who are recorded here. Standing near to four Yorkshire men, their banter speaks […]
pferguson | August 6, 2018
Thread Two The moth flies in erratic fashion fleeing the notes of multiple bugles at the Menin Gate Memorial tonight. Many visitors are here this fine and warm evening armed with cameras and children held aloft for better views. What is it that they have come to see? Following the ceremony, the bugles rest, and the […]
pferguson | November 8, 2017
The Roar and the Whisper So many lives to remember. Those who did not return and those who survived. Those who walk each day with the reminders of someone. These reminders not shadows, but real events, real lives, husbands and wives, sons and daughters, parents, family, friends and lovers. We see their faces every day, […]
pferguson | September 23, 2017
On the Road to Home In the wee hours of the early morning Kurt arrives to take us from Ieper (Ypres) to Lille, France. It’s time to start the trek for home and along the trail there is one last passage of these sites of conflict that we have come to know with respect and […]
pferguson | September 21, 2017
Expressions On Their Faces The wheels begin to roll earlier today, across the cobbled back streets towards the Groote Markt and on through the Lille Gate. We are headed south of Ypres past Bedford House towards the St. Eloi Craters. The route today is almost a re-creation of our first visit to the Salient. At […]
