Red Poppy - Giclee PrintIn 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 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

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The 560-page anthology includes articles and photographs by nearly 30 local history authors covering various aspects of Riverside’s history and concentrating on the post-World War II years

At war's end

Included: 4 luminaries

and the history of the inland area of Southern California

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In 1932 she moved from San Francisco her birth place with her husband and two of their three sons

the angular grace of a magnolia tree

after dark

a journey through the history of the community’s early development