Today we all took part in a ceremony _ a very simple one, but it was probably the combination of the two that made it impressive. We had a flag raising and was the first time an American flag has peen raised over Palestine, and as far as I know, any part of the Middle East. At this stage of the War, most of us are beyond the false thrill of jumping on a band wagon, -put yet this didn't seem to fall under the ordinary type of flag waving that was so prevalent in the States. It gave a sort of settled, more secure, feeling- one which we were proud to recognize. Can't figure why the hauling down of the Union Jack and pulling up of our Stars and Stripes should make any difference, but I believe nearly all of us are the better off under "Old Glory".