Still proud.
Walking around the Liverpool Public Library to survey the effects of Storm Stella last sweep, my breath escaped my chest when my eyes hit upon our American Flag.
Something’s not quite right, I thought from afar.
It was still flying high. It still looked proud.
But a walk closer confirmed my suspicion.
The winds had somehow snapped our flag from its home pole. Somehow, thankfully, it had caught on the branches of the neighboring tree instead of falling to the ground.
I saw custodian Tony in the lobby. Yes, he’d seen that effect of the storm, and was figuring how to get that high to rescue and fix our flag.
Mark Bialczak 
That must have been quite the storm Mark! ❤
Diana xo
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It was wicked, Diana. Cold, snow, and blowing snow. Brrrrrr.
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It’s like Canada, eh? 😉
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Long may she wave!
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Waving back at you, Gatorette.
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Thanks Mark!
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a sign that our flag flies strong even after a storm –
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She is strong, Beth, indeed she is.
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A quick call to the fire Department and problem would be solved. I’m thinking they’d jump at the chance and be awfully proud to do it.
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Thank you, Anisio.
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