In Canada we only have one remaining WW1 Vet, Mr. Babcock and this year as a tribute, a Veterans Association went to his home where they lit a torch which he passed on to a Medal of Bravery winner from WW2, and on to a Peacekeeper from the 70's era, passed on to a Desert Storm Gulf War vet (yes there are quite a few Canadians who went to Iraq the first time around) then passed to a Somalia Vet, on to a Former Yugoslavia Vet, on to a Kosovo Vet, and finally to one of the boys who just got back from Afghanistan. For Canadians there is a big association with the Torch being symbolic. LCol John McCrae was a Surgeon attached to the 1st Field Artillery Brigade and wrote the Poem "In Flander's Fields" As a member of the Canadian Army I can tell you that I have never been to a Remembrance Day Ceremony where this poem has not been read.
From memory it goes.....
In Flander's Fields the poppies blow,
Between the crosses row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing flies
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 Flander's 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 Flander's Fields
LCol John McCrae
Medical Officer
May 3rd 1915
Pro Patria
(For Country)