My super-patriotic neighbor is a flag-waving fanatic. (I call him Uncle Sam.) Every July he launders his stars-and-stripes and then hangs them out in the backyard to dry. Betsy Ross would be proud or appalled, I'm not sure which....
Actually, I just made that up. This is a photo I snapped at the Bouckeville Antiques Fair a couple of years ago and just recently laundered through Instagram. Click the pic for a closer view... and salute or genuflect or sigh with frustration or whatever you do when you see Old Glory.
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