Dear flag I’ve known you most of my life, I recall the first time we met when my mother brought you home after my grandfather’s funeral. You knew him well as he raised you and defended you in World War II in the Pacific theater of War. At the same time my cousin Sir ADM Ramsey in the Mediterranean was setting his sights on victory at Dunkirk and DDay in order to free Europe from fascism. Little did I know that just a few years later my brother would be carrying you overseas in Korea. I always looked at you with pride knowing how many of my family fought alongside you. My father quickly showed me what the Stars and Stripes meant to our family. My father served in the Korean War and protected numerous Shipmates, he later shared how many of those same flags were given to his friends wives.
All my life I have seen the only time that a man in uniform takes a knee in your presence is when you were given to a family member or a friend for the loss of a soldier or sailor. I knew at eleven years old I wanted to serve for your honor, and glory because of God. At eighteen I gave a Solemn Oath to defend all you represent. I then followed you across the world and saw how with honor and integrity you represented freedom to other nations. Our enemies feared you and our allies cheered upon your arrival. Whenever I saw you I knew I was back at home or that I was safe once more. On the arms of soldiers Quickly I saw you run into battle to save the lives of others without fear. Men and women carried you through the worst conditions and yet you prevailed.
Today you are under attack but I know it’s no different then everyday you have been under attack. Since you were born all you represent that is good in this world has been under attack. I have seen how you run into battle for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Knowing full well you might have to sacrifice all. So while others may look down on you or disrespect you I will always embrace you and lift you up high in order to stand with you!