they have called this day the eleventh of March

They have called this day the eleventh of March! And whomsoever of you gets through this day—unless you are shot in the head or somehow slain—you will stand at tiptoe when e'er you hear the name again, and you will get excited at the name: March the Eleventh!

We happy few, we few, we band of brothers: our names will be as like household names. And those who are not here, be they sleeping or doing something else . . . they will feel themselves sort of crappy. Because they are not here to join the fight on this day, the eleventh of March!