I've wanted a flag pole longer than there've been fishes in the ocean. There's just something about seeing Old Glory waving in the breeze that always brings a tear to my eye and a squeeze to my heart. I can't listen to the Star Spangled Banner being sung (well) without getting all choked up.
My research assistant (and resident hole digger) found just what we wanted. We purchased a telescoping pole and flag from Uncommon USA, Inc. The poles and flags are made here in the States (as they should be!).
The Hole Digger digs! I love watching a man work.
The ever-present foredog looks for things to eat and checks on progress. Mostly he looks for things to eat. Like fresh, delicious cat poop.
Rock is added to the bottom of the hole for drainage, and the sleeve is set before the concrete is poured:
Checking for plumb:
And now we wait.
Okay, we've waited long enough! The concrete has set, and it's time to add the pole and flag.
Isn't my flag-man handsome?
That's a solar light at the top. We ordered it from the same company along with the pole and flag. It eliminated the need to run power because the flag has to stay illuminated at night.
You know this is the part where I make a crass joke about Philly playing with his pole.
Honestly, I was pretty emotional at this point. Have you ever watched the flag go up for the very first time? It was quite moving.
At this point, the tears came. Can you believe that sky?
Glory is glorious, indeed.
I could have waited until Memorial Day or the Fourth of July to post this, but Glory would not be denied.
I stumbled across this recording of the National Anthem. I love a cappella harmonizing and these gentlemen do a tremendous job. Enjoy!