Happy Veterans Day

This day is for my Papa. Big A-town had a parade, and whoever wanted to, could show up and carry a flag. So I tried to get the kids to do it, but only Jack really wanted to (or had no choice). We got there, got our flag, stood for a while, and then marched down the street to line up for the parade. There was a fly-over consisting of 4 old planes. So here are the pictures. We finished the parade by placing the almost 1000 flags near a museum in town. That's the picture of Tate.