We have all heard the legend, but here is an amazing
backstory:
30 feet by 42 feet! A
50 pound flag! How high would the flagpole have been – and would it have been oak
or iron back then? Hickory? It took six weeks for a widowed seamstress, her
mother, a free black apprentice, and three teenage girls. I
wonder if the story of the malt floor of a brewery was deliberately suppressed
as being unpatriotic – or maybe later during the prohibition era?
Any seamstresses out there that know what ”superintended
the topping” means? I asked my
sister, a quilter like her grandmother, but she drew a blank.
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