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What Happens When a Nation Stops Promoting Its Own Symbols? The Stars and Stripes
By @eduardohuie060
The first flag I bought with my own money came from a hardware store off Route 1, the kind of place where the bell on the door rings and the owner knows your name. I flew that flag from a third-floor apartment with a patch of grass that passed for a yard. It faded quickly in the summer sun, and when I learned to retire it properly, I drove it to the local American Legion where an older man in a jacket with too many patches to count nodded and said, “We’ll take it from here.
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