Kate and I took the dog for a walk Sunday morning along the Willamette River. Cold and gray; the river is full and loud. After crossing the Autzen footbridge back to the U of O campus side, Kate saw a piece of paper crumpled up along the path. A certificate of authenticity for a military-deployed U.S. flag someone had been given. The flag that the recipient, a Mr. Taylor, received had been part of a cargo drop in Djibouti; not clear if the October date marks the day the flag accompanied the payload on its descent to desert parts or was the day Mr. Taylor was presented with the flag.
Document's a little strange: Cheaply printed on a piece of copy paper, the flag overlaid with a clutch of mismatched and clumsy graphics, complete with totem phrases from our struggle to preserve our way of life. Wonder how the paper wound up as trash on the edge of campus. Wonder where that flag is now.