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     l) OWN the block, across the road, around the corner from 
     
    
   
   
    
     you lives the Mother With the Service Flag. Y0u’ve watchedher tend her Victory 
     
     Garden, you've seen her at the grocery store, the Red "Cross and at church. 
     
    
   
   
    
     She is your neighbor, your friend. ~ 
     
    
   
   
    
     Yet, though she gives you a smile and a cheerful greeting, you do not really 
     
     know her. For she is the Woman Who Waits. 
     
    
   
   
    
     ' This war is personal to her. And While hers may not be the loudest voice you hear 
     
    
   
   
    
     at a War Bond rally and shemay wear no uniform of any kind, you can be sure 
     
     her rationing coupons are her own. Only she and her God will ever know 
     
     what it means to wait- and wait — as the days go by, though the postman 
     
     can tell you a thing or two. ‘ 
     
    
   
   
    
     For the Woman Who Waits the war still goes on. It will not end until her boy 
     
    
   
   
    
     comes home. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Never complaining, seldom showing her fears and anxiety, facing the world with 
     
     a smile, the Mother with the Service ‘F lag, more than any single one of us» 
     
     continues to set an example of Courage and Devotion. 
     
    
   
   
    
     ‘We rise to salute her on this day of Victory.