Usually I love to write about events, adventures, and venues, but tonight I want to tell everyone about a random act of kindness that has somehow managed to change lives in the blink of an eye. Last weekend my family and I went to a friend’s house for a BBQ and some much-needed social interaction. At one point my oldest went to the car with me to grab something and much to my surprise, we saw the neighbor’s flag laying on the ground under his flag pole. It was a fairly blustery day which is strange for our area. The cord and one of the clasps must have come undone with all that wind.
My oldest and I walked over, unhooked the flag and picked it up off the ground. He didn’t quite know what we were doing, but I told him we had to fold the flag and return it. He didn’t quite understand why we couldn’t just throw it over my shoulder or ball it up like a towel. Instead I took the time to show him how to properly fold it. We then knocked on the neighbor’s door and I introduced myself as a friend of his neighbor. I explained politely to him that his flag was on the ground and that we wanted to properly return it to him. At first he was speechless. At first I thought he might be upset that I was messing with his personal property, but he thanked me and had a smile on his face, especially as he saw that my little guy was with me. I politely asked him if he was a veteran, and when he informed me he was, I genuinely thanked him for his service, shook his hand and we were on our way. Here was a WWII veteran who seemed very surprised that a complete stranger would take the time to not only return his fallen flag, but to fold it properly and neatly as it should be. Continue reading