Thursday, September 22, 2016


I Wonder / From Basements to Rooftops
About The Brittany;
Brittany McQuinn is a Canadian East Coast singer/songwriter. She was not raised in a musical household, and describes her earliest influences as "Disney soundtracks, Nintendo games, and an incredible blues pianist that played weekly at my church." Growing up in Fredericton, New Brunswick, Brittany chose to be involved in as many musical activities as possible. She began writing songs when she was 6, requesting that her father bring home blank cassettes from the studio where he worked so that she could record them. She has now written over one thousand songs.
Brittany showcased at Canadian Music Week in Toronto May 2016, and returns to showcase at Indie Week Canada in November.
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Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Shantell Ogden’s new album “THE ROAD THAT DRIVES ME”

Hello Folks’,
Check out my friend Shantell Ogden’s new album
or on iTunes at:

A Sample of Shantell’s Talent:
“Truth About Trains”
From Shantell = “Thank You.
With Love and Appreciation’'

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Annalisa Scarrone

Annalisa Scarrone
This is Italian Singer Annalisa who has in this song a haunting flash back beauty within it.
Annalisa Scarrone; better known as simply Annalisa or Nali, is an Italian singer-songwriter. After being part of two bands, Elaphe Guttata and leNoire, she became famous after participating in the tenth .
Born: August 5, 1985 (age 31), Savona, Italy
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It is a crisp, cool, foggy fall day.
My daily walk with my Tribble dog is now through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.
Just walked in, frantic emails from friends at work,
It’s on the net and radio, can you see this on your home TV?
A small plane crash, like Patsy Cline’s into a mountain but is it all true?
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

The anchorwoman say’s; “that there is just a little bit of falling debris”.
“Oh my GOD!” the whole freaking building is coming down, is what I see!
4 – 5 – 6 more planes are on the way?
No one has a clue…
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

My wife Joyce and I are now heading to work, past the Calgary International Airport we go.
We see all the passenger planes parked wing tip to wing tip, row upon row.
No jet contrails, no aircraft sounds and for the first time in my life, only the birds flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

We arrive, our minds are not on our work, all are numb through this whole day.
For we hear stories of those who died, helping those who had to stay.
Later more stories of those who bravely stopped the Evil that flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Entombed in the mountains of debris are up to 3,000 dead, what can one do?
To fight the Evil of man, GOD has shown me, the same as you.
That we must help those who are down, troubled and
stand up for LOVE and what is TRUE.
For from this Hell we should have learned,
that this was just our wake up call, that we all went through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you. 

The Sept. 11th attacks also killed 26 Canadians.
Written by Richard Abbenbroek...
On September 11th 2001


Thursday, September 8, 2016


13-year-old country recording artist Bailey James is a lot like a superhero living two lives. Her daily routine includes being plopped behind a desk listening to her teacher but once school lets out, she is a budding singer-songwriter already capturing the attention of producers in Nashville! Think about it: How many students sitting in a school cafeteria can tell stories about performing at Music City’s legendary Bluebird Cafe?
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Tuesday, September 6, 2016

100 Years Ago My Great Uncle Private William Broughton KIA Sept. 6th 1916

100 Years Ago My Great Uncle Private William Broughton
KIA Sept. 6th 1916:
100 years ago on a WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 6TH 1916 as of the overall Battle of the Somme, Private William Broughton lost his life for King and Country, waiting to take part in the The Battle of Courcelette; so let us set the stage.
Life in the trenches, the infantry’s home for much of the war, involved a day-to-day routine of work and leisure.
Each dawn, the usual time for an enemy attack, soldiers woke to “stand-to,” guarding their front line trenches. Afterwards, if there had not been an assault, they gathered for inspections, breakfast, and the daily rum ration.
Following morning stand-to, inspection, and breakfast, soldiers undertook any number of chores, ranging from cleaning latrines to filling sandbags or repairing duckboards. During daylight hours, they conducted all work below ground and away from the snipers’ searching rifles. In between work fatigues, there was often time for leisure activities. Soldiers read, kept journals, wrote letters, or gambled.
Food well unfortunately, soldiers did not have the luxury of hot meals for much of the war. They had little variety in food, which mostly came in tins or cans. If one was lucky, a soldier would be afforded rum, or receive a food packet from the Red Cross. At most times, however, soldiers had to rely on what they had, typically stale crackers and unappetizing salted meat.
Boredom for the troops not serving on the front lines was a common ailment. Sometimes they had many chores to keep them occupied; filling sandbags, mending barbed wires, and rebuilding trenches after explosions, for example. Although the soldiers were often bored, they would often not allow themselves to sleep, and sleep deprivation was common. They had to be on the lookout for constant bombardments, and, if you were caught asleep by your commanding officer, you would be severely reprimanded. Other distractions from the tedium of troop life included the rotation of troops, cleaning your weapon, daily inspections, and mining. Many soldiers also had a bit of leisure time, in which they could play cards, read and write letters to and from home, and look at old postcards they may have received and hunt rats/lice.
Letters and Writing were an important part of life as a soldier. Receiving and writing them helped keep them sane, and could take them away from the horrors of trench life. Every week an average of 12.5 million letters were sent to soldiers by family, friends, and girlfriends. In writing letters, soldiers would often conceal the horrors of trench warfare. For others, the horrors would be their inspiration, and some soldiers would write poetry and narratives in the trenches. These first-person accounts would become essential for our understanding of WWI today.
Nighttime in the trenches was both the busiest and the most dangerous. Under cover of darkness, soldiers often climbed out of their trenches and moved into No Man’s Land, the blasted landscape separating the two armies. Here, work parties repaired barbed wire or dug new trenches. More aggressive operations involved patrolling for enemy activity or conducting raids to kill or capture enemy troops or to gather intelligence.
In the Trench Cycle luckily, troops were not expected to serve entirely in the front line. They would rotate between the three lines: the front line, the support line, and the reserve line, and then spend a short period in rest, before beginning the Trench Cycle again. The time spent in each section varied from sector to sector. In busier sectors of the war, soldiers would spend far longer in the front line than usual and less time at rest than usual. In a year only around two months would be spent at rest, and not typically at leave. In a year, perhaps two weeks would be spent at leave if a soldier is lucky.
Even in the so-called quiet moments, trench life witnessed a steady trickle of death and maiming. Outside of formal battles, snipers and shells regularly killed soldiers in the trenches, a daily phenomenon known as “Trench Wastage.” This regular death toll ensured the need for constant reinforcements. In the 800-strong infantry units, “Trench Wastage” rates were as high as 10 percent per month, or 80 soldiers killed or incapacitated.
Private William Broughton died at the 18th General Field Hospital, France, on the 6th day of September, 1916, as stated from a “Gunshot Wound To His Head” (probably a sniper) that Private William Broughton received just a week before the Battle of Courcelette, which was as I said earlier part of the much larger Battle of the Somme. Private William Broughton made it to the No. 18 General Field Hospital Camiers sometime the same day the sniper shot him. He was only in the 21st year of his life, on Wednesday September 6th 1916.

In Affectionate Remembrance for
Private William Broughton,
of Sydney, Cape Breton Canada.
"Green Fields of France" Sung By: John McDermott
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Private William Broughton
Volunteered for the Canadian Army Sunday September 6th 1915,
one year before he was killed in action.
Initials: W
Nationality: Canadian
Rank: Private
Regiment/Service: Canadian Infantry (Eastern Ontario Regiment)
Unit Text: 2nd Bn.
Service No: 469665
Age: 21
Date of Death: 06/09/1916

What Private William Broughton and Others were waiting for in there part of the line:
The Battle of Courcelette September 15th, 1916.
Battle of Courcelette,. This was an episode in the fighting in the Somme valley in France in the summer and autumn of 1916. On September 15, the Canadian Corps attacked the German trenches before the village of Courcelette and before nightfall the village had been captured. The operation was notable as the first occasion on which the Canadians acted in conjunction with some of the the newly-invented tanks.

Additional information: Son of Silvanus and Christena Broughton, of Sydney, Nova Scotia.
Casualty Type: Commonwealth War Dead
Grave/Memorial Reference: X. B. 19A.
Private William Broughton Rests in this Cemetery:
Country: France
Location Information:
Etaples is a town about 27 kilometres south of Boulogne.
The Military Cemetery is to the north of the town, on the west side of the road to Boulogne.
Historical Information: During the First World War, the area around Etaples was the scene of immense concentrations of Commonwealth reinforcement camps and hospitals. It was remote from attack, except from aircraft, and accessible by railway from either the northern or the southern battlefields. In 1917 an increase of 100,000 troops were camped among the sand dunes and the hospitals, which included eleven general, one stationary, four Red Cross hospitals and a convalescent depot, could deal with 22,000 wounded or sick. In September 1919, ten months after the Armistice, three hospitals and the Q.M.A.A.C. convalescent depot remained. The cemetery contains 10,773 Commonwealth burials of the First World War, the earliest dating from May 1915. 35 of these burials are unidentified.

Canadian Book of Remembrance that is housed in Canada's Peace Tower
Page 59, #49: Pte. William Broughton is on Page 59, #49 down on the left side.

In Flanders Fields

By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

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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Posted in loving memory from William Broughton's great nephew,
Richard Abbenbroek...
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We will remember them...
May God give His grace to all!