What was it about Flagg?

Arvelli had a big smile. He was always laughing. He was a leader, but he wasn’t telling you what to do. He was just there with you, making it better. Always better. When Flagg would call cadence, I loved it. Flagg wasn’t a runner, he was a singer. He had hips that swayed too much when he ran. But boy could he sing! At the very end, somehow and on special days when the Airborne winds were right Flagg would sing us home. We loved that “Hard Work”……. we will sing together again I pray on the Ardennes of Heaven.