To quote the opening:
To an American, his flag is one of the most beautiful sights he can see.
To an American who loves his country, every day is a flag day.
Have we lost our sense of patriotism? I know this book is dated. It refers only to significant male figures. It only represents one race (and they all seem to be really, really happy). And yet, I feel a sadness when I read it, like I'm missing something.