So there's this guy at my apartment
complex who does this wonderful thing. Every day he flies a flag
from his balcony, in recognition of something or someone important
associated with that day.
Today was the Wisconsin State flag,
recognizing the birth of Thornton Wilder, who wrote the famous play
Our Town. I was in that play
in High School (if I remember correctly). Good memories.
Other
flags I've seen him fly are for various countries, other states, even
a rainbow flag for the LGBTQ community. My favorite so far was the
Missouri flag, which he flew for the birthday of Sally Rand. The
next day it was Missouri again, this time for Maya Angelou. I have a
feeling they might really have liked each other (for all I know, they
were good friends).
What I
think I like best about it is that it's someone finding something
special and significant about each day. He's dedicated himself to it
to the point that he must have several dozen flags collected.
Probably more like a hundred, when I think about it.
It
reminds me of this blog, actually. Every day I come here and do
something to mark the day. He does it with flags, I do it with 200
words or more.
Must
be a human thing.
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