The song I’ve always loved was based on a poem written by George M. Cohan, “You’re a Grand Old Flag” and here’s an excerpt:
Today is flag day here in the states. Last year I tried hoisting a flag on a pole attached to the wall on my patio. It is very windy here in Cheyenne and it ripped the holder out of the what I now know was a flimsy piece of plastic siding attached to nothing. My grandkids were over so we finally taped the flag pole to the column on the front of the patio with matching beige duct tape. It was great!
It was only an hour before I got a warning to take it down or I would be assessed a huge fee and possible eviction…..on flag day! Flag day, when we as Americans, should have the right and/or obligation to display such flag.
I was furious. Surrounded by fellow apartment dwellers consisting of mostly military, and first responders, I was incensed. Why shouldn’t I be able to display a flag to honor them with my respect? We took the flag down. We left the tape hanging there as a protest. I haven’t received a notice about the tape. If they want it removed, they can do it themselves. Said flag is standing in the corner of my bedroom. What a shame.
WWII USA flag
I wonder if I would get the same response if I bought a few pirouetting penguins to display on the patio? Probably not, but a hefty “pet fee” would be assessed for sure. They wouldn’t last long anyway, given the small space, heat, dryness, and exhaust fumes in the adjacent parking lot. What’s a woman to do?😳😎