Faye H. Sandow’s respect for our national flag is to be commended (“Tattered flags show disrespect,” Aug. 16). Her letter took me back to 1943, when our ship, the USS LCI 549, left Panama headed for the tiny island of Bora Bora, 4,500 miles away.
As a signalman, one of my duties was to raise and lower the flag. While under way the flag remained flying until we reached port. It was in tatters when we reached our destination. After taking it down, I packed it away in my locker and eventually brought it home with me after the war ended.
The story of our flag was given its due in The State some years ago when I wanted to find a final resting place. In the end, and since my wife and I had no children, I turned it over to the family of my best friend on the 549. While he has gone to be with our Lord, I know that it is in good hands with his wife and, eventually, his children.
I take the liberty of speaking for all veterans in thanking Ms. Sandow for expressing her thoughts in The State in order that others might share her respect for the flag.