Out on the Ponsford Prairie lives a man by the name of Howard. Howard is a Vietnam Veteran, he served in the Marines. Howard had a dream one night, he wanted to show his patriotism and honor all Veterans. So on a hill appropriately named Bunker Hill next to his home, he built a place for six flags, Army, Air Force, Marines, Navy, POW and the American flag to be displayed. I heard of Howard and his dream, today was the changing of the flags. The flags were all changed out one by one, the old flags were captured in a container held by Howard’s grandsons, little boys who’s thoughts are not yet of wars. One by one, each flag was lowered by a drum-roll, and a new one raised to the sounds of a lone bugler. It was a sight to see. There was only one WWII Veteran there today..he is 92.
View of the Prairie from Bunker Hill
Flags on Bunker Hill
A Bugler Color Guard
Just one mans dream, shared with many today, on a hill on the edge of a prairie:)