A Touching 4th of July Moment

Close friends host a party every year for the 4th of July. Their neighborhood has a big party, culminating with a large fireworks display. As my buddy puts it, “It’s Americana at its best.” It truly is a special party that my family looks forward to attending every year.

Because of the way the holiday fell, the party was this past Saturday. As usual, it was a great time with great friends. His sister came in from out of town for the party. My friend traditionally flies the American flag over his house. For a long time, he flew the flag that draped his father’s casket. Over the years, the flag started to show its age so he replaced it. My wife and I were sitting near his sister and him when the fireworks display ended. Their conversation went like this:

Sister: “There’s something special about fireworks that make you realize how blessed we are to be in this country. I look at the flag and think of Pops. Is that his flag?”

Brother: “I know what you mean. Pop’s flag started to show its age so I replaced it. I want it to last. I have it folded up in the house.”

Sister: “I know Pops is still with us.”

Brother: “I know. I think of him every time I raise the flag.” Like most men, my friend would not be described as the sentimental type. He was at that moment.

It was a tender moment between siblings. I thought of the great memories with all the people I have lost. I know a part of them is still with me. I also thought about the patriots, past and present, that fought and continue to fight for our freedom. Thank you to you and your families.   

Have a safe and wonderful holiday.