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I have worked with schools, cities, and companies for two decades on symbols and speech: flags, murals, mottos, holiday displays, even the order of items on a l…

I have worked with schools, cities, and companies for two decades on symbols and speech: flags, murals, mottos, holiday displays, even the order of items on a l…

A few years ago I sat in a crowded cafeteria for a curriculum night that felt more like a town hall. On one side, parents worried about a new social studies uni…

The bell had slightly rung while a sophomore in a hoodie walked into the vice imperative’s place of work with a small American flag stitched to his backpack str…

A few summers ago, a small-town library I know took down its lobby flag to make space for a display on local art. The director figured it would be a one-week re…

The first flag I ever hung on a porch woke me up before I meant to get out of bed. A faint rustle, a snap of fabric, and then that early light, the kind that ma…

A flag on a breeze is a simple thing. Cloth, color, a bit of stitching. Yet every time I hoist the Stars and Stripes, I feel the tug of something larger, an ele…

A middle school principal once told me that the hardest decision she made had nothing to do with test scores or hiring. It was a flag. The school had always dis…