our home is free because of the brave

Not our house (stimulus my foot) ...our home. "Oh say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, o'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave."
Veteran's Day in small-town Kansas. The photo is of the picture in our local newspaper today. We are free, so far, because of these brave fellow Americans. From our founding to Ft. Hood, freedom is not free. Thank you to those who served, and died, and are currently serving, to protect our freedom! Thank you to my granddads, their brothers, my dad and my Big Little Brother.
And by the way, there are 14 dead victims at Ft. Hood, not 13. One of the victims was pregnant.

we'll keep the light on for you

They'll keep a bed for you too, if needed. This is the sign at the police department of an even smaller town near our Small Town. I tried to get a better photograph of the neon sign, but haven't taken the time to figure out the camera. Hopefully you can distinguish the letters. If not: it simply states "Police Dept" in neon lighting. It's very quaint for a police department to still be using their neon sign from the mid 1900s. I like it. The town is saying "we're not too proud to use a working vintage item. We don't need to spend money we don't have on a new sign."

The neon light blasting a hole in the night darkness reminds me of paintings by the American artist Edward Hopper. He juxtaposed light and dark. Ripple Effect has an excellent review of his works.