I Love a Parade.....

Our Little Firecracker.

 We were invited to join our daughter,
son-by-love and the Dumplin'
for the Towson, MD
Fourth of July Parade yesterday.
A tradition in Erik's family,
started by his grandfather, the family always
 attends this 4th of July Parade.
This is the first time his Poppy was not
in attendance.
The family lost him earlier this year.

But he was certainly there in spirit
as his children, grandchildren
and great-grandchildren were still at the parade,
carrying on the tradition and
remembering this man who meant
so much to them..

 It was wonderful to see Americans 

of all ages celebrating America's Birthday.

I sometimes worry that with every generation,

 perhaps there is less and less history being taught.  

That it is considered corny to be patriotic. 

That what has gone before, that has given 

each generation, the freedoms they have
today is forgotten.  

That when our National Anthem is played,
 it will never bring tears to their eyes
because the history of this country
sometimes is just not known or remembered.

Have I been so blinded by the news,
that all I see is people believing that
America is a horrible place to live,
but not knowing or acknowledging
the sacrifices of  those who came before?

 However, this Independence Day Tradition
gives me hope.  All ages waving American Flags
and cheering as our military, firemen,
police and local boy scouts passed by.
And folks standing up, with hands over their hearts,
 as one of the bands marched passed us playing
 God Bless America.

I pray for this country.
I have hope for this country.

And it wouldn't be a Maryland parade 

without Mr Boh and
the Ravens Marching Band.

America...One Nation Under God