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 red flower is closely tied to Remembrance ... The opening stanza reads: In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks ...

If Alamogordo was Munchkin land, Dorothy and her band of misfits would travel the White Sands and cross the Organ Mountains ...