We saw quite the sight on Tuesday morning. There was an Honor Flight coming to town- it's a program that flies World War Two veterans to Washington DC so they can see the memorial made for them, something most of them have never had the chance to do. And before they arrive at the airport, as well as when they're welcomed back home, there is a lot of fanfare.
My dad is the fire chief at the airport, and he suggested we come out to see the flags being put up all along the road to the terminal building. Millie was instantly mesmerized.
This van belongs to the "Flag Man". He travels all over with his 3,000 flags, and they're used for events like this, military funerals, and homecomings. When he saw Millie standing by the road, he jumped out of the van and handed her a tiny one of her very own. She couldn't have been more excited. Being the wife of a soldier, I so appreciate what he does. (Update: this great CBS interview was broadcast a few days after we met the Flag Man. It definitely moved me to tears.)
This is just a section of the road. Isn't it a beautiful sight? I could have sat and stared for a while.
Below is the entrance to the airport- how the vets saw it as they pulled in for their flight the next morning.
Millie with "Papa" (my dad, the fire chief at the airport). She was so surprised to see him!
We didn't get to attend the homecoming ceremony, and it turned out to be just as well- a delayed flight meant they didn't arrive until 1:30am, which is past my bedtime and definitely past Millie's! I'm still glad we were able to see the flags, and hope we'll make the next homecoming for the flight this fall.