Just a glimpse of Old Glory

One of the big tear-jerking moments in my life was the first time I ever saw the American flag flying outside the United States. (Over the embassy in Stockholm, to be precise.)
An experience that crystalized a sense of being American like no other.
This image, from Ulli Mueller's blog, feels much like that:

And if you don't get that cold rush up your neck at the sound of "the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave", reread Sgt. Pete's post below and consider how lucky you are to have the luxury of indifference...