I took my father’s veteran’s burial flag to GZ in early 2003 and the guys there raised it over the site after I told them my story. Over a year later a CSM I knew from work I did with the 42ID took the flag to Iraq when they deployed there. It flew over one of Saddam’s palaces. The CSM made sure it got back to me. It will stay in the family forever.
What a beautiful story. Sometimes the good does prevail.