It was so nice walking around town recently on Flag Day. What a beautiful sight to see all the flags in Holtville blowing in the breeze. The dedicated members of the local Veterans of Foreign War Post 10858 put them up for all national holidays. My thanks to all the men who have done this over the years. If you look carefully at the flag poles you can read the names of the people who donated the flags, and in whose memory they were given.
It is just nice living in a small town. Most of the people who live in Holtville are helpful and concerned about one another. If you are on the side of the road with a flat tire the first person who comes along will offer to help.
Our police are so helpful, too, even when they have to work double shifts. Years ago a patrol car pulled into our driveway just after my children had gotten on the school bus. I made it to the front door at the same time the patrolman got out of his car. Turns out the policeman was on a mission of the heart. Seems our one-of-a-kind bloodhound was picked up at the home of an attractive female, and the patrolman knew where he belonged. "Monster" looked right at home in the back seat of the police car.