My Beloved Mother was born on this date in a year she'd prefer I not mention. She's a grand gal, simple in her living who doesn't let a world gone mad get her down. I cannot think of anyone else of the slightest importance who might or might not have been born on this date.
The Dojo celebrates Flag Day with a parade of colors. When comic books erupted onto the scene during World War II a bunch of heroes used the patriotic colors of the flag as an inspiration for their costume designs. Here are a bunch of them.
I wish I could as proud of the colors as I once was. America has fallen into dark days, but hope remains that the republic can be rebuilt in the years to come. I need to believe that I suppose. My Mom is certain this all will end gloriously.
Until that time, it's probably best to fly the colors this way, to warn of the danger we all face. Stay Strong America!
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My mother died in 2009 aged 77 so I'm glad to hear your own mother is alive and well. Happy birthday to her and may she enjoy good health for many more years but what a strange coincidence that she shares her birthday with you-know-who. Isn't he planning a birthday military parade or something?
ReplyDeleteAs a Jones I was especially interested in the U.S Jones cover!
He is indeed scheduling an orgy of tanks for his birthday. He's "larping" as a soldier. The hotels are largely empty in Washington I hear and massive protests are planned across the nation.
DeleteAnd I should say that my Mom is the kind of Christian who walks in the tradition of charity and kindness. She keeps the local church (very small country deal) straight. They keep the Maga nonsense away from her for dread she'll react.
DeleteYour mom would have probably liked my mom (1944-2022). Kind and fair to everyone. But if you act rude or bigoted around her......even animals flee in fear.
DeleteMom is of another era and her language is not always PC in that way old folks retain out-of-date phrases, but her heart is clear that people are people and should be treated with kindness and respect.
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