Today I got up early in order to put my flag up. At our house, we fly our flag on a 30 foot pole every day of the year. On some Idaho winter days, getting that thing up the pole is the last thing that I want to do. But I do it because of what it represents. People have given their lives so I can have the honor to fly the US flag at my home.
This morning I had a very hard time getting the flag up the pole. The weather was not the problem. I took the flag to the top of the pole and then back down to half staff. My son came out and asked why I had tears in my eyes. I told him it was 9-11. Say no more.
Our flag flies for all of those who lost their lives on 9-11. May we always remember.