Dispatches From the Highway

OUR AMERICAN FLAG

OUR AMERICAN FLAG

It was a personal moment of feeling proud and, at the same time wondering; I am in the middle of NOWHERE, Ariz., NOWHERE, NMex. – get it? NOWHERE. And not a day went by when I didn’t see Ole Glory flying at the one and only dusty little shop for the next , what seems like a hot, whirlwind of eternity. Where ever I saw an American Flag flying, I knew I could, at least, grab some cold water. Sure are a lot of flags in the middle of nowhere. FB

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