I’m been having a little trouble mustering the appropriate
enthusiasm for Fourth of July this year.
I miss the good, clean, innocent fun of my youth. I miss packing a picnic with my family
and watching the fireworks from our boat.
I miss the excitement when my father would pull out our flare gun and
join in during the explosion of the colorful finale over the San Francisco
Bay. Today this would have gotten
him arrested. A lot has changed in thirty years.
Yesterday, while watching the news to decide which “fireworks” celebration to
attend in town, I was aghast by all the rules attached to what used to be a family-friendly event. No glass,
no lawn chairs, no umbrellas, all guests to succumb to a bag search and walk
through a metal detector, etc. etc.
Is the Fourth of July festival where fun goes to die? I’ve seen so much
bad behavior over the years at these fireworks displays and it has taken what
was such a happy childhood memory into a somewhat dreaded ritual….so what’s a
gal to do?
I need to give myself a
shot of Vitamin P. I think we all
do. Somewhere along the way, I’ve
forgotten what this holiday is all about.
Patriotism. My husband and
I saw a man in the grocery store the other day proudly wearing his “Make
America Great Again” hat and we were both disgusted by his bold support of our
fearless and careless leader…but the more I thought about it the more I agree. This time of year especially, we should
be proud to be Americans. America
is Great, but we have seen better times, purer and cleaner times. Times where we cared more for each
other and supported one another. I
think I can get behind that meaning of that hat. Tonight I’m going to rummage through my closet and find some
red, white and blue. I’m making my
husband and son go out with me to a Fourth of July festival where we will enjoy
music and food trucks and FUN!......and fireworks. And I am sure I will see some bad behavior….but I will also
see the most important thing of all…the whole reason I loved this holiday in
the first place. The smiling faces
of children amazed by fireworks, each one a delicious surprise, exploding with
color and sound, reminding us to loudly and emphatically boast our pride for
this country and for what we believe in
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