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Grand Union and All the Glory: Early Flags and the Nation's 250th
When I changed into a kid, the flagpole at my grandfather's house held a ragged, hand-sewn banner that nobody in our spouse and children may just incredibly name. It had stripes, sure, but the canton showed the familiar move of the British Union in a diminished blue rectangular. My grandfather called it the Grand Union and talked about he liked it as it reminded him that historical past infrequently arrives cleanly or through decree. It arrived in stages, messy and human.
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