Seems you've probably got the straight goods. As an immigrant from the U.S. I was surprised that Canadians do not treat the Maple Leaf with the same ceremony the U.S. treats Old Glory. Folding the Stars and Stripes in ceremonial fashion -- as I have done many times -- never fails to invoke those emotions I felt in moments of great solemnity and, occasionally, deep sorrow. In a civilian context, showing respect and honouring any national flag as an outward symbol of the inward idea of the nation demonstrates, if nothing else, our appreciation for the high ideals that lead us to reach beyond our petty concerns toward greatness.

I have the flag that accompanied my father on his last journey. It is still folded as the Guard of Honour presented it, stored along with the cartridge casings from the salute fired at the end of the ceremony. It's only a part of the memory, overwhelmed by other sounds and images of that day. Significant mostly to me -- I mention it only because it was about this time of year, and it's on my mind again.

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