I will momentarily digress from my garden rambles. As Jim was preparing to take the flag down this evening, I saw a view that I wanted to capture, so went for my camera. Growing up, because of the religion I was raised in, I was not allowed to celebrate Armistice or Veteran's Day (or any other holiday), so flying the flag has special meaning to me now. Those who sacrificed so much to give the right to fly or not fly the flag, as you choose, deserve to be honored.
The U.S. flag proudly displayed outside our home.
In honor of Veteran's Day, we went to Texas Roadhouse, where veteran's were given a free meal. Jim and his brother, Bill, were our men of honor. Local schools had made cards thanking the veterans and each were given one.
Jim's card of thanks.