July Fourth
John W. Vander Velden
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Two hundred and forty-seven years ago after much
heated debate Edward Rutledge at twenty-six and Benjamin Franklin who had
reached seventy, along with the fifty-four, aged the years between, placed
their names on paper. All knew that day,
if the war would be lost, they had signed their own death certificate, yet they
signed. All understood that no matter
how just the cause, success was tentative, yet they signed.
But those names are but tiniest minority of the thousands
that laid their all at the feet of their country yet unformed. They, the invisible masses, those that fought…bleed…and
died, bore the burden; theirs the labor pains of this country’s birth. Our country owes these, a debt that remains
unpaid. We that have received the benefit
of their sacrifice should not forget the courage or the blood poured.
So while the firework fills the sky, with thunderous
booms and grand bursts of color, take a moment to consider a document on
display at the National Archives.
Consider the names carefully scribed upon it. Consider the thousands that gave their all
for something that was then only a dream.
Consider the millions that also gave and continue to give their blood to
maintain that dream, for though that dream has yet to reach perfection the duty
for its growth lies with us. It remains
on our shoulders to carry on…to accept the challenge…to fulfill grand
possibilities. It is a cause worthy of
our effort and something worth celebrating!
(370 Words)
7-4-2023
Very moving my friend. Never forget, never give in, never give up.
ReplyDeleteMark Aikins