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From Battlefield to Backyard: Honoring Those Who Fought and Died for Freedom

The first time I raised a historic flag in my backyard, the cloth felt like a living thing. It snapped, caught the light, then settled into its own rhythm against a mild breeze. My neighbor waved over the fence and asked what it was. I told him it was a replica of the flag flown at the Battle of Cowpens, a blue field with thirteen stars and a crisp number 76. He nodded, eyes a little wider than usual, the way people look when a familiar story opens a new chapter. Th