I was in the storm room at the Chico service center one morning the third or fourth day after the storm hit Northern California, when a supervisor that I had known in Fresno, who now worked up here, saw me in the yard and asked if I had a bucket truck. I assured him that I did, to which he replied, "bring it around front and meet me at the flag pole".
When I arrived out front I found that the flag that hung from the pole was in tatters and needed to be retired.
Kevin presented me with a new flag and asked that I remove the old one and raise the new one.
Noticing that I noticed that the new flag was a full size burial flag and not our typical 3x5 size, he asked me if I had heard about this flag. I said I had not, so he told me that woman had come into the service center that morning having noticed that our flag was in need of replacing. She wanted to express her appreciation for all that we had done and were doing to restore power to the area, so she had brought in the flag that had adorned her late husband's coffin and asked that we fly it.
I am always honored to be able to raise the colors at any time.
I was doubly honored on this day.
When I arrived out front I found that the flag that hung from the pole was in tatters and needed to be retired.
Kevin presented me with a new flag and asked that I remove the old one and raise the new one.
Noticing that I noticed that the new flag was a full size burial flag and not our typical 3x5 size, he asked me if I had heard about this flag. I said I had not, so he told me that woman had come into the service center that morning having noticed that our flag was in need of replacing. She wanted to express her appreciation for all that we had done and were doing to restore power to the area, so she had brought in the flag that had adorned her late husband's coffin and asked that we fly it.
I am always honored to be able to raise the colors at any time.
I was doubly honored on this day.
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Very touching Scott. Thanks for sharing.
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