I had a very patriotic moment tonight. At the close of Brendon's scout camp, some of the older scouts retired a couple of old and faded flags.
The flags were treated like fallen comrades, and the ceremony was much like a funeral. I had tears in my eyes as the color guard displayed each flag and we all stood and recited the pledge.
Then we all stood saluting as the color guard teams gently lowered the flags into the fire. As they burned, I thought of the message of Paul to Timothy about fighting the good fight.
Then all of the boys walked past the flags, paying respects, and I got to hug my son for the first time in a week, and hear about his adventures.
Location : Nina Loop, Garden City, UT 84028,
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