Right thing… Wrong way
By Tim Throckmorton - Contributing Columnist
Not long after we moved into our current residence I decided that we needed a flagpole in our front yard. Now I’m proud to be an American and especially proud to display the majestic Red, White and Blue in front of our home. So, I gathered the necessary items, a pole, some Quickrete, and last but not least… a flag. After finding what I considered to be the ideal place for the flagpole I began the project.
It was one of those family moments still sweet in my memory. The kids were younger and enjoyed putting their initials and the date in the drying cement. After the flag was raised I called Terri outside to behold the fruits of our labor. But instead of gazing in rapt awe of the patriotic emblem of our great nation, she laughed, yes, she laughed! Then she said, “Where’s the flag?”