The Flag

My pal Bronco’s lovely wife attended a Wounded Warrior fundraiser the other night. Centerpiece of the decoration was a tattered American flag that has seen the best and the worst of times. Here is the descriptive account of what this tattered but proud fabric has seen:

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The words made me think of the people that were there- the warriors and spooks who changed the world, and talked of it decades later at the Willow bar. Only the flag remains now of those flesh and blood memories, and now it is up to us to remember..

And here is the flag. Long may she wave.

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Enjoy the holiday. I may take the afternoon off.

– Vic

Written by Vic Socotra

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