Sue Loves Cherries had the greatest vintage poster on her blog today in celebration of flag day so I decided to chime in with some of our patriotic decor.
We fly these flags all summer until Labor Day. We love our flag and country in this house. It evokes all sorts of emotions in me and many others. During World War II, my father was on a ship that helped save some men when their ship was torpedoed. Among the survivors was a gravely injured sailor, who before dying, handed my father a small blood stained flag he had in his pocket. He told my father he wanted to pass something on to him before he died. He lived only a few minutes after this exchange.
I never knew this story until after my father died and going through his things I found this small, very worn and stained little flag. My mother then told me the story. I cried. Why hadn't my father ever shared this with us? I suspect it was very emotional for my father. He and others witnessed so much loss perhaps it was easier to just tuck it away and never bring it up again. I choose to think of it as a wonderful story of the sacrifices made by our soldiers.
The neighbors flying the start and stripes. Now there is still daylight so go fly your flags!