"Ma’am, I think among all these people, you should know about the history of the military the best, and I would like to ask you something." Luther said, "I went around all the way and found that the Heaths do not have their own exclusive symbols. Generally speaking, such a large family should have a totem of its own, so why is that?"
"Oh, people are fashionable nowadays, and they don't like totems anymore." The old lady said slowly, "But what exclusive logo you said? A totem? I'm not quite sure, but there was indeed an emblem."
"Emblem?" Luther asked curiously, "What kind of emblem is it?"
"Hmm. The Heath family, and several of their chief secretaries each had their own emblem. Most of them are symbolic flowers and plants, but I can't remember exactly what they look like. They don’t use emblems later. Hey, I do think it would be better if they can pass it on like they did."
"Yes." Luther nodded in agreement.
"Mrs. Taylor, what emblem is it? We have never heard of such a thing. You must have been too old to remember things correctly." The other women next to them all made fun of her.
One of them laughed at Luther and said, "Mr. Warner, don't believe her. She's old and confused. She lost her husband when she was young, and later her son. Since then she just did nothing but sitting here all day. What does she know?"
Mrs. Taylor swung her tea spoon and tried to hit her, "Watch your bad mouth! You weren't married when there was an emblem! Of course you haven't heard of it."
"Excuse me, where can I find these emblems? What do these emblems look like and which family do they belong to?" Luther believed what Mrs. Taylor said and asked more questions.
"Oh, you should be able to find them from the library inside the military. Historical genealogies and emblem illustrations, you should find them there." Mrs. Taylor answered.
"Thanks." Luther got up, walked outside the gazebo and waved to Aaron who was standing guard, "Come on, let's go."
The group of women then escorted Luther to the reception car.
They waved at him, "Mr. Warner, visit us again sometime."
Charlotte was furious. Again? They were dreaming! She ordered Tommy with a cold face, "Come on, go to the library. It's late."
With that, the reception van left the residential area.
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