On August 1, 2007 we buried our dad. My heart was sinking. Our dad was a veteran, as was our mother who passed before him. He had a military burial, complete with a 21 gun salute and playing of taps. I was presented the flag, and my heart that was sinking was suddenly filled with pride. To be presented our nation’s flag in honor of a wonderful dad, husband and veteran was quite an honor. Dad also worked on the railroad and at the conclusion of the service, after the playing of the taps was done and all was said, in the distance, was the glorious sound of a train.
The flag has remained as is, in the plastic, with the 3 shell casings from the 21 gun salute, unopened since then. It is placed high in honor of dad’s memory and his service to this country, as a soldier, a veteran, a member of the vfw, and as the best dad one could hope to ever have.
Dad, it’s an honor to have this flag, I am proud to be your daughter, and I miss you very very much.