Old Glory Is Beautiful Honoring Heritage and Hope
On a bright June morning, I watched my neighbor raise the flag at the end of our cul de sac. He is a Navy veteran with quiet hands and a careful routine. He checks the halyard, lifts the banner, pauses when the field of blue reaches halfway up, and then gives a sturdy pull so the cloth breathes out in full. He steps back, not stiff but attentive, the way you look at something you love and also understand. For him, Old Glory is not decoration. It is shorthand for the people
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