At the boys school I attended K-12, there was a large beech tree by an athletic field. Under the tree was a stone with a bronze tablet. It listed the names (about 20) of the "old boys" who have been killed in the "Great War." Underneath the names was this excerpt from the poem "For The Fallen" by Laurence Binyon:
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
I remember, as a 11 year-old first reading that and crying. I have heard that there is a new documentary by Peter Jackson (LOTR) just out called They Shall Not Grow Old. It uses restored footage to tell the story of the British troops. It is supposed to be remarkable good. Go see it - if only to honor "the glorious fallen."