Wednesday, September 11, 2002
The Red White and Blue
We finally put the flag up last night. In an odd moment of synchronicty last night, Liz's brother Tod gave us a flagpole that works with the old-fashioned kind of flag we have. We'd been looking for one all year unsuccesfully. So we put it up as soon as we got home.
It felt good to fly the flag. It felt even better that it went up last night.
We left a light on for it all night, because that's what you're supposed to do if you're going to fly the flag at night.
I've been building up a big rant about everything regarding 9/11 in the last year, but I'm going to wait to post that 'till tomorrow. Today I just want to be quiet and remember.
