Red, White And True
Several years ago when we moved to a place with a little acreage, I knew what I wanted to make our homestead complete. And when my husband concurred, it was done. Standing tall and proud in the front area of our home is a flagpole. The American flag has been flying there now for five years. We’ve only taken it down when strong winds were predicted.
The investment in this patriotic display was that of a sturdy pole that reaches at least 20 feet into the air. The model we purchased also has all-weather solar lights that keep the flag properly illuminated according to flag etiquette. The telecoping pole allows us to raise and lower it when weather issues arise or there is a need to fly the flag at half staff.
Every time I look out and see that flag flapping against the sky I am reminded of where we live and how fortunate we are to be in this country. There is comfort in knowing we sleep beneath its stars and stripes.
When I see and hear about people burning the American flag in protest, it makes me think that there is nothing sacred anymore.
As kids, we were taught to stand with hand over heart and recite the Pledge of Allegiance. It was as routine as our morning prayers in our Catholic school rooms. Never once did I feel compelled to dishonor the red, white and blue. And I am a product of the ’60s and ’70s, when protests made front page news quite regularly.
There have been times of late that I question what’s happening to our country and its lack of patriotism. I don’t want to get political, but many believe we are on the verge of another civil war. It’s clear that respect for one another has gone out the door. Every day there appears a new angle to another smear campaign in the political arena.
This has overtaken what should be getting done in Washington. When was the last discussion on our crumbling infrastructure? What is being done to curb the illegal drug use and overdose deaths in this country? Why aren’t our school children measuring up in reading and math? We deserve elected officials who stick to the business of operating this country on the standards in which the American flag was born.
I’m flying our flag today. Won’t you join me and remind our leaders what Betsy Ross had in mind so many years ago.
Heather Ziegler can be reached via email at firstname.lastname@example.org.