REMBRANCE DAYJust some thoughts on a sunny day that caused me to put pen to paper and I thought you would like to dwell on it. This is a garrison town. It is hard to mistake it with the streets lined with yellow ribbons and every overpass and cross streets stationed with fire trucks, ambulances, police cars and cheering crowds as the troops come home on their rotation out of Afghanistan. I went to the Cenotaph on Armistice Day. There were the usual contingents of soldiers, cadets, and a