On September 11, 2002... one year later, I received a card in the mail. It was from a person who had driven by our house early the next morning following the events of 9-11 and was moved by my flag at the edge of the road. She had written a Letter to the Editor the previous June for Flag Day and recounted seeing my flag on the morning of September 12, 2001. She sent me a copy of the newspaper clipping in her card.
The flag flies in our front yard every day now, 24 hours a day, from a regular 20 foot flag pole. (There is a light on it from sunset till sunrise.)
On this special day, a second flag also flies proudly from a tree by the street. The same flag I hung from a branch on the evening of September 11, 2001 to encourage people driving by that all was not lost. That our country had witnessed terrorism on a massive scale never before experienced, so vivid because of the TV coverage and so personal, yet here in the front yard of a house in Mentor, Ohio a flag beckoned to them that Old Glory's message was was obvious "...our flag was still there."
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