Soon after 9/11, we planted a small flag in our front yard, under our majestic maple tree.
There it stayed for a couple of weeks.
Then I took it down, took the stick off, and gently folded it up and put it into a zip lock bag with a note explaining where it was, when and why.
My plan was to put it out today, in the same spot, and photograph it for my blog.
I can't find it.
I know I have it, as over the years I have come across it in my travels. But today.....I couldn't find it.
So, no photo.
I watched the memorial this morning.
Oh yeah, I remember every minute of that day. I think we all have a 'photo' in our minds that we can pull up.
I don't need a photo.
God Bless America.
