My father’s folded flag is in a case on the cedar chest I inherited from my maternal grandmother. I’m not sure how many people have seen a flag like this up close and personal.
My father served in the Navy from 1952 – 1956 and was a cook on the USS Moore (destroyer escort) and a secretary for an admiral in Alaska.
I heard the infamous story about how his ship was on the way to the Korean war when the armistice was signed, ending the conflict. So they turned around and went to Hawaii.
I was blessed to receive this flag at his 2011 funeral service. However, there have been and will be many other daughters, sons, wives, husbands, fathers, mothers, sisters and brothers who will receive a folded flag at a younger age than me.
Thank you, Dad, for serving this great country.
Thank you also to Dad #2, Uncle D., Great Uncle R. and any other family members I may have missed.
Finally, thank you to all the service men and women who have fought and died for our freedom.