Several months ago a member of my staff
was picking someone up at Sacramento International Airport and noticed
a flag-bearing group of veterans aligned at the base of an escalator
at Terminal A.
It was February in the middle of a dreary patch of weather but the flag line brought smiles and even a few tears of pride to those invited and those who had just happened by.
The vets were poised and at attention awaiting an order from their leader. A family – spouse, children and in-laws – was gathered nearby with easily-read looks of anticipation, beaming with Category 5 smiles.
It was February in the middle of a dreary patch of weather but the flag line brought smiles and even a few tears of pride to those invited and those who had just happened by.
The vets were poised and at attention awaiting an order from their leader. A family – spouse, children and in-laws – was gathered nearby with easily-read looks of anticipation, beaming with Category 5 smiles.