Becoming too common

Several weeks ago North Carolina flags went half mast for a state patrolman who was murdered in the line of duty. Flags had not been full staff but a few days when a Ft.Bragg soldier, who was also a small town NC boy, died in Afghanistan. We weren't full staff long when we dropped back to half mast for the victims of the mass shooting in at the Jewish synagogue in Pennsylvania, and now we're at half mast for the same horror in California. Growing up we seldom saw Old Glory in a state of mourning, but for almost a month, that's all we've seen. And it makes me sad. The fact that we now have to ask "What are we at half-staff for now?" shows just how tragic-stricken our nation has become. And sadly, most of it is brought on from within.

So today while I'll head to Apex for a group quilt presentation for some veterans, I'm also mourning that our nation has failed to live up to its potential that these men and women have sacrificed so much for. We are an ungrateful nation, indeed.