In America, Independence Day sees red, white, and blue flags waving high and proud from flag poles, on front porches, and in the hands of children at parades and fireworks displays. But I had never seen one of these black and white flags until my husband, a lieutenant with our city fire protection services, asked… Continue reading Follow Up to the Fourth: Firefighter Flags
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Poetry from my Down East Days
Though I have lived in the landlocked Midwest for nearly twenty years, I spent the summers of my girlhood Down East, on a little island off the coast of Maine. Even after I went to college, my family and I continued to visit the island every July, and there I found lots of "scope for… Continue reading Poetry from my Down East Days