My Grandfather's Flag
I didn't know my grandfather very well. I was young when he passed away. When I got older, my grandmother gave me his flag and a pistol he had confiscated from a German officer. He entered WWII late and did not see combat, but served in an occupation type role. He didn't have scary war stories, or stories of heroism (my other grandfather did) but, every time I look at his flag I'm reminded that someone in my family did something great, something larger that himself - for me. For all of us. It makes me proud every time I see it. Thank you grandpa.
60D, 60MM Macro