Way back when, long before
the time of today’s conscious memory, an idea became the child of freedom and
democracy. At its birth, on July 4th, 1776, they named her Independence.
It was a hard pregnancy. The
energy of violence was prevalent until the last British ships sailed out of New
York Harbor. Then came the task of tolerance and the faith of forgiveness for
4-thousand, four hundred and 35 new American citizens died before the birth of
Independence was possible.
Independence was a normal
child with endemic growing pains and problems. She fought against others in 1812
and deep within her family in 1860 as she struggled to keep herself together.
Through the years into
maturity, Independence traveled many paths. Old tired ones of war and new
jubilant celebrations of peaceful success. Along the way, there was boom and bust
in the quest for comfort and the persona of independence made its share of
friends and enemies, but she always carried the olive branch of reconciliation.
So congratulations
Independence on this your birthday. May all your other names of liberty and courage
be forever tied to virtue, to tolerance, to honor, to integrity and the God We
Trust.
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