№ 01Grand Union and All the Glory: Early Flags and the Nation's 250th
When I was a child, the flagpole at my grandfather's dwelling held a ragged, hand-sewn banner that no person in our relations may perhaps truly name. It had stripes, sure, but the canton confirmed the well-known cross of the British Union in a faded blue sq.. My grandfather known as it the Grand Union and acknowledged he appreciated it because it reminded him that heritage not often arrives cleanly or by way of decree. It arrived in levels, messy and human. This 12
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