Thursday, June 30, 2016
When I received the flag, it was in perfect condition. My sister Holly and her husband Warren packed it into the POD full of my mom's stuff they shipped out here. There were two eye hooks screwed into the back, near the top of it. I'm guessing it was hung like a picture, on a wire from a single nail or screw. I didn't dare do something as simple as that, as we frequently get fairly strong winds. So I screwed two more eye hooks into the bottom, and then put four “L” hooks into the side of the shed, so that each would engage an eye hook. That took some careful measuring! It all worked on the first try, though – I just sat the flag's eye hooks down onto the “L” hooks, and now it's not going anywhere.
I'll remember mom every time I walk out to my shed now...
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