There is something so intriguing about being on the edge of the United States. The difference between the Atlantic coast of Florida and the Atlantic coast of Maine is vast and intriguing.
Am I in a time warp? Did I just turn 70 years old in Maine? Reflecting and to name a few undeniable and poignant facts, I do have a 45-year-old daughter, a 78-year-old brother, an 18-year-old granddaughter, and a 90+ year old father-n-law, so I guess it is all true …
The Democrat Party seems to be bringing the American flag back into favor with the left. As a person in the flag business, this makes me happy. But selfish capitalism is not the only reason. I’m also glad because that is what the flag of the United States is supposed to do; Unite US.
This story is not mine, but it is so worth sharing. Not only because it is heartfelt and well written, but also because it is full of hope and could save someone’s life.
I am not sure I would know how to go about starting a flag business today. 50 years ago (yes, next year we celebrate 50 years), business was simpler. You identified a need, then filled the need by either door-to-door sales or a store front. And advertising was simpler, too, with only 3 mediums to choose from: radio, tv, or newspaper. All that seems archaic by today’s standards.
A fun thing about being in the flag business is seeing our customers’ found flags and helping them decipher their origination.
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It is hard to be a funny person in today’s world, where everyone takes themselves so seriously.
I am all about expressing oneself through flags. Humans have been identifying themselves, their clan, or their country with colored cloth as far back as anyone can remember. But, when it comes to flying the US flag on government buildings, I am purest.
This past Memorial Day weekend was reported to be the busiest travel weekend in history. How can that be? With all the complaining about inflation, gas prices, and food prices, I wondered how those two reports could coincide. Being my natural curious self, I did some research and was surprised at my findings.
It is hard to be a funny person in today’s world, where everyone takes themselves so seriously.
This week, I realized how lucky I am to have an old-school family doctor, whose specialty is helping people.
Our life has changed since adding our new puppy, Coco, to the family. For instance, Grady and I are subjugated to her bodily functions and puppy antics, and we can no longer walk freely around the house; it is a maze of toys and barriers. There are fences and gates everywhere in my home and yard. Coco is not allowed upstairs because, just like any unsupervised baby, she gets into trouble, and she’s not allowed out of the yard for the same reason.
Should American flags be made in America? The National Independent Flag Dealers of America (NIFDA) thinks most people would say “Yes” to that question. That is why we went to Washington DC during National Flag Week to speak for the American people who are currently being duped by online false advertisers who claim their flags are American made, when they are really a Chinese import.
Surprising to many, election years are not good for the flag business. Sure, we sell bunting to campaign offices and pep rallies, but that doesn’t make up for the overall downturn in annual sales …
I started my radio show Up in Your Business to pay forward…
“Thank you for letting us, all of us, share in your dream tonight.” That is what Dancing into Dreamland judge and actress Joey Lauren Adams said to the man who, at the end of a duo-dance routine, got down on one knee, pulled a ring out of his pocket, and proposed to his partner.
I am living my own version of Netflix’s “Seven Days Out” mini-series. If you haven’t seen this show, each episode is a documentary and witness to the excitement and drama in the seven days leading up to a major world event in sports, fashion, space, food, etc.; such as the Westminster Abby Dog Show, The Kentucky Derby, NASA’s Cassini Mission, or Eleven Madison Park Restaurant.
In the years before Covid, everyone’s dance card (so-to-speak) was full, and high-society-photographer’s evenings were busy as they party-hopped, taking pictures. But not anymore.