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Fourth of July (Independence Day)

By Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com)


Fireworks only appear at the top of the page, on the banner.


In the United States, Independence Day (commonly known as "the Fourth of July",) is a federal holiday celebrating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from Great Britain.

When we think of Independence Day, we think of fireworks, parades, barbecues, beer, picnics, baseball games, and various other public and private events. It's a tradition, and fireworks are a tradition.

The town where I grew up had an amusement park that set off fireworks every Fourth of July. If I was lucky enough to get to go, my eyes would stay glued to the sky. My brother and I always had a few sparklers that came from my grandfather's store. We had firecrackers and a few rockets, too, but my father would handle those.

I remember how my cousins would put a firecracker in a mailbox and then run and hide. It was a no-no, but boys-will-be-boys and they were ornery. LOL

I have attended a lot of Fourth of July celebrations, and some had elaborate fireworks shows. The Fourth of July is a time for family picnics and neighborhood get-togethers; it's a time for standing proud!

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Joseph and The Fireworks

By Doris (Toto38@aol.com)




Every July 4th, in our little North Shore Long Island town, the inhabitants would try to outdo each other at the beach with firework displays. Each year my husband and his father would work very hard at creating the most colorful and noisiest. The fireworks were kept far away from our eldest child, Joseph, who was seven at the time of this particular event.

The kids were taking naps that afternoon and the "grownups" were getting the displays ready for the night's firework fun at the beach. Unbeknownst to us, Joseph woke up and walked out the side door to the back of the house, where the men were testing some of the sparklers with lengths of burning rope. One piece of rope was laying on the side of the outdoor fireplace. We found out later that Joseph saw the rope and picked it up to play with...not knowing it was smouldering.

I saw him as he walked across the yard carrying the length of rope and made a dive to retrieve it before he burned himself! Seeing me coming towards him, Joseph threw the rope towards the back of the yard, where it landed in the box of fireworks! The air ignited the smouldering rope and it lit a Roman Candle . . . which blew up in the box, setting off the rest of the fireworks!! I grabbed his hand and made a beeline for the house yelling to everyone to do the same! We must have looked like a Marx Brothers comedy with fireworks shooting in all directions and everyone running for the house!

We stood behind the glass door in the kitchen and watched all the fireworks, colorful AND noisy, go up in a grand display...ending the beach festivities for our family that year...thanking God that no one was injured. Each year Joseph hears the story of his "July 4th" display that's not been equaled by anyone in the neighborhood...and we hope it never will!








 


4th of July

By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)




Fourth of July and fireworks time,
But what if you were in Iraq or Afghanistan?
What if roadside bombs you were a dodging?
Or rocket powered grenades?


Except for drunks and revelry
The fourth of July is a somber time.
A time to think, a time to remember,
A time to give thanks for those
Who fell for us.


We live in a country, a mighty one,
Where millions have died
To give us the right,
The right to say how lousy things are,
The rights to protest and raise holy hell.


Men and women have died,
They are now too,
And many more will their lives lose
To keep us strong,
To allow us to disagree and our thoughts opine.


So as a libation you do imbibe,
Or as a firecracker you are about to put off,
As you a steak or burger grill,
Stop and thank those who have
Gone before.


Thank those men and women,
Some valiant some naÔve,
Who sacrificed to give us this day?
God bless our US of A.











 


Fourth of July

By Sharon (Sunyskys1943@aol.com)




Fireworks frighten me. Not the noise. Not the beauty of colorful rockets. Well, maybe I should say, the people who use them frighten me instead of the fireworks. I am always afraid that fires will erupt in our dry countryside. Perhaps that is from having grown up in California, where fires are more of a danger than the movement of earth when an earthquake takes place.

I have seen the blackened forests resulting from someone's careless campfire, or discarded lit cigarette. It is devastating. When I see children playing with fireworks of any type, I worry that they will be injured. I worry that drunk adults setting off rockets, will cause someone's home to burn down.

It would be nice if we celebrated our country with kinder, safer revelry. I still feel, even with all the controversy in the world, and the hatred of our country by other people, that the United States of America is the best country in the world. We can complain about our leaders and not be jailed or killed. We can believe or not believe in religion as our choice. Woman can excel in the same fields as a man, girls can get an education just the same as boys. We have so much to be thankful here in the USA. So Happy Independence Day, America!










 


Fourth of July

By susi (Texaswishr@aol.com)




I remember sparklers and ladyfingers. We weren't
allowed to have anything else, but we sure made
the most of these bright, shiny and tiny noisemakers.
And the holiday picnics were always so American, with
the potato and macaroni salads, hot dogs with onions,
relish, mustard or ketchup. I remember the fireworks
at Flint Park, oh so many years ago. And the parade
down the brick main street of Flint, with everyone holding
tiny American flags with so much pride. I remember how
it was a patriotic day with speeches about the victories
we had won in WW2. There was always a flag flying on our
front porch. Seems like it was always Fourth of July during
the summers on McLean Street. We lived just down the
road from the Grand Blanc Tank Plant, and I remember
hearing the rumble of the tanks as they drove them up
Saginaw Street to the train station and all the kids in the
neighborhood would run up the block to watch them with
our little American flags in our hands to wave as they
lumbered by, their drivers standing in the turret waving
back at us. Yes, it was always Fourth of July when I was
a young kid. Funny, when we get older, it becomes just
a day of explosions and noise, the dogs and cats running
for the basement or under the bed. There doesn't seem to
be the patriotism there was when I was little, except maybe
on the television in Boston, or Washington, DC. I sit and I
watch those programs and it takes me back to my young
days when living in and loving America was the greatest
thing to do. When the American dream was just to keep
things peaceful and our country out of war. When we really
were all about crowning our good with brotherhood. God
Bless America!!!










 


Fourth of July

By Jeanie (Mingo184@aol.com)




OH SAY CAN YOU SEE
SO THE SONG GOES
BY THE DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT
A SONG EVERYONE KNOWS


A SONG OF FREEDOM
THAT EVERYONE CAN SING
HARD AS THE TUNE MAY BE
IT'S A WONDEROUS THING


OH BEAUTIFUL FOR SPACIOUS SKIES
IS ANOTHER ONE THAT IS SUNG
ON THE 4TH OF JULY
SUNG BY EVERYONE


SO, SING THESE PATRIOTIC SONGS
REMEMBER OUR BEGINNING
WHEN WE FOUGHT THE BRITISH
AND ENDED UP WINNING


REMEMBER THE ALAMO
AND REMEMBER WORLD WARS 1 AND 2
REMEMBER THOSE WHO DIED
AND ARE DYING IN IRAQ, TOO


SALUTE THE FLAG IN THE PASSING PARADE
SALUTE THE VETERAN AS HE WALKS PROUDLY
AND SING OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM
SING IT LOUDLY.


GOD BLESS AMERICA AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US ALL.








 


Fourth of July

By Amy (Fabulousfilly@aol.com)




firecrackers flyin into the sky
a child screams my oh my
music and bands and parades
along the streets folks stand in shade


picnics with family, oh what glee
it is to see
a wee wee baby
on a dads knee


coconut cake and hot dogs too
but the best thing is freedom to choose
yes freedom to do and see and go
where one wants to and fro


think about it friend and foe
don't give up freedom
no never say no ...









 


Fourth of July

By Barbara (Brierhillbarbara@aol.com)




ONCE AGIN TIS THE FOURTH OF JULY
TIME FOR BOOM BOOM BOOM
PRETTY STARS AND SPRINKLES IN THE SKY
A BEAUTIFUL SKY FOR A WONDERFUL COUNTRY.


MY ANCESTORS CAME FROM ACROSS THE OCEAN
GRANDDAD FROM RUSSIA, GRANDMA MOM
CAME FROM SLAVISH FOLKS
MY OTHER GRANDS WERE FROM ALL AROUND EUROPE.


HOW THEY ALL LOVED THIS COUNTRY
HOW PROUD THEY WERE
AND TAUGHT ME ABOUT THE FLAG
AND MY COUNTRY.


STAND UP AND SHOW HOW PROUD
HAND ON HEART, AT TIMES THE TEARS FLOW
GOD BLESS MY COUNTRY
KEEP HER UNDER GOD.









 


Fourth of July 2007

By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@msn.com)




The fourth of July dawns again once more.
To our country they have not shut the door.


The Bald Eagle still soars on high.
In spite of many who almost made him die.


Terrorists still are a threat and make the news.
We still have the right to bear arms and our President choose.


Crime is still a problem on our streets,
But there are still good folks who fill the jury seats.


Politicians go on in their usual fashion, some good and some bad.
Sometimes they make me laugh, sometimes they make me mad.


Not every one can have health insurance, and that isnít fair,
Children without proper treatment, children without proper care.


Children in Appalachia still go to bed without being fed.
We throw away and waste enough is what Iíve said.


Charity begins at home, so why go overseas.
Thank goodness, we still have the right to pray on our knees.


We should have factories that turn out what we need,
And jobs for our people without executive greed.


We should grow our own food, and our farms should be sound.
Never should our food be grown in foreign ground.


Fish should come from our oceans, lakes and streams.
The American economy is not what it seems.


Our flag still flies over the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Our dear country, I hope we can save.









 


The Fourth of July

By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)




This is the day we said;
"We are free of other's rule."
We will be apart from others,
We will never be someone's fool.


We stood and fought for it.
The right to be all on our own.
And all those years later,
We are still fighting down to the bone.


Even if we win this one,
How many will it have cost?
Does pride go before a fall?
If we win, how many will have lost?


Is there not a better way?
Is the answer always war?
Let's see what kind of answers
We'll get for the next July Four.









 


GOD BLESS OUR SWEET AMERICA

By Mary (MusingByMary@aol.com)




Two hundred thirty~one years ago
God birthed this wondrous nation;
by those with vision, courage, purpose,
strength, hope~determination.


Uniquely shaped by His design
through heroes brave and true;
who purchased freedom with their lives
as still today they do.


Hearts that longed to live unbound
who faced the vast unknown;
trusting God's unchanging Word,
knowing they were not alone.


Bravely with unfailing faith,
agreeing then as they do now;
"Give me liberty or give me death",
Patriot Henry's solemn vow.


The battles fought~the battles won
against each bitter enemy;
evil governments and dictators,
their greed and tyranny!


We bow our knees to God alone
whose Sovereignty we proclaim;
united in His love we give
honour to His holy name.
America, the beautiful, God still
sheds His grace upon thee;
with provision and protection
from sea to shining sea.


Star spangled banner we salute
each value you convey;
God bless our sweet America
keep her strong and free, we pray!



Mary Carter Mizrany©
July 4, 2007









 


No Lighthouse to Guide Them

By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)




See them long ago,
Weatherbeaten, free, on foot,
Landing in a sheltered bay,
Some lost, some bedraggled, sick
From stinking holds of cracking ships,
All that to speak their say.


They sang along their old folk songs
No "God Save the King"
To pass stormy time away,
Lullabies to frightened
childrenís cries,
So hungry day on day.


One day on one
And still did they come
To make a home for the brave,
With calloused hands they
Built a land, without
Expecting thanks and praise.


Centuries down
Through farms and towns
We celebrate the freedom they conveyed.
Look back, look down,
Look all around
Beware they not be betrayed.









 


Fourth of July - Wave High The Flag

By Evelyn (Evenccw@aol.com)


Commentary on the Pledge of Allegiance by Red Skelton





The Flag of the united States of America
flying over the Ohio Western Reserve
National Cemetery, Seville, Ohio



The following words were spoken by the late Red Skelton on his television program, January 14, 1969. He related the story of his teacher, Mr. Laswell, who felt his students had come to think of the Pledge of Allegiance as merely something to recite in class each day. Now, more than ever, it behooves us to contemplate the wisdom and the meaning of Mr. Skelton's timeless commentary.

Red quoted his teacher: ďIíve been listening to you boys and girls recite the Pledge of Allegiance all semester and it seems as though it is becoming monotonous to you. If I may, may I recite it and try to explain to you the meaning of each word?Ē


I
Me; an individual; a committee of one.



Pledge


Dedicate all of my worldly goods to give without self-pity.



Allegiance


My love and my devotion.



To the Flag


Our standard, Old Glory, a symbol of courage, and wherever she waves there is respect, because your loyalty has given her a dignity that shouts, "Freedom is everybody's job."


of the United


That means that we have all come together.



States



[of America] Individual communities that have united into forty-eight great states. Forty-eight individual communities with pride and dignity and purpose. All divided by imaginary boundaries, yet united to a common cause, and that is love of country--of America.


And to the Republic


Republic--a sovereign state in which power is invested in representatives chosen by the people to govern. And government is the people; and it's from the people to the leaders, not from the leaders to the people.


For which it stands, one Nation


one nation meaning, so "blessed by God."



Indivisible


Incapable of being divided. [with]



Liberty


Which is Freedom; the right of power for one to live his own life, without fears, threats, or any sort of retaliation. [and]


Justice


The principle, and qualities, of dealing fairly with others.



For All


For All--that means, boys and girls, it's as much your country as it is mine.




And now, boys and girls, let me hear you recite the Pledge of Allegiance:



I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic, for which it stands; one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

*(Note: This is the version that Red Skelton was taught as a boy.)



Mr. Skelton went on to say: "Since I was a small boy, two states have been added to our country, and two words have been added to the Pledge of Allegiance: UNDER GOD. Wouldn't it be a pity if someone said that is a prayer, and that would be eliminated from schools, too?"


Red Skelton*


The words were meaningful many years ago when they were spoken by Mr. Skelton. They are just as meaningful and powerful today. The American Flag, as it flutters in the breeze, is a stirring sight. Words in a song written by a nun at my convent school come easily to mind: RED is for bravery, WHITE is for purity, and BLUE is for truth! This proud banner stands for our government and its people, America the Beautiful, our bountiful land. Sadly, too frequently these days we see the Flag flown at half staff as we stop to salute a hero, fallen in war. We mourn the men and women who have died to protect it from dishonor and disgrace. Let us pray that they have not died in vain.

On this birthday of our country, July 4, 2007, Old Glory is flying throughout this great land as a symbol of our nation and the ideals upon which it was built. Mr. Skeltonís words quiet our souls as we journey through troubled times with a staggering array of emotions while we struggle to heal.


God Bless America!



*There are no copyright laws governing Red Skeltonís ďPledge of Allegiance." It is for all Americans and anyone who wishes to use it.








 


Soldiers of Honor

By Connie (CSThomas@aol.com)




Ships at sea with sailors aboard
Marines away in a land so far
fighting for peace they be
for those in all the wars


Honor those whose lives are lost
give thanks to them for peace
pray for their safe return
that all this fighting will decease


God bless these volunteers,
who make our country sound
lay a wreath for men and women
who lie beneath the ground










 

 

 



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