Happy Veterans' Day!
My Dad would have loved this flag. Last summer on the way to Kitty's place in VT, we came across this flag. Love the flag; love the windows on this one. Dad always said, when it comes to windows... "gotta have six over six". Here's 'twelve over twelve'. Whew! That's a cleaning job. His dream for me was always to have an old house. "Are ya satisfied Dad?" On our floors, settlers walked pre-Civil War. Gentleman farmer, Jacob Hamblin, traversed our fields, walked our hallways. The night we moved in in '77, I waited patiently for sounds of 'back then'. Nothing! But I'd be less than honest, if I said I haven't heard Dad and Mon whisper my name late on winter nights, like a moth dancing on a summer screen. I stir to my elbow. Silence. I'm waiting tonight.