My first dog 1954. His name was Muggs and yes he was a Cocker Spaniel.
My current dog Lucy, and yes, she is a Cocker Spaniel.
Monday’s Music Moves Me
A while back our fearless leader, Curious as a Cathy contacted me about co-hosting a month of 4M. I have never hosted nor co-hosted a blog hop, so I am not sure how this is going to go. I consider it an honor to join the others who participate in this endeavor. The best things about this blog hop is that I get to hear music that is new to me and I also get to revisit music from my past that I have forgotten about over the years. So with your patience and understanding, here we go.
This week is supposed to be a freedom of choice week but since Independence day is just around the corner, I am going to get an early start on my Songs of Independence theme. I don’t know about you but I am forever grateful that I was born, raised and live in the USA. When you look at the world around us and consider all of the places where you could have entered this world and all of the trials and tribulations that might have been a part of your everyday life, it is easier to see just how blessed we are to be born and bred U. S. citizens. Few nations offer their citizens the the freedoms and opportunities found in this great country. I am doubly thankful for having been born and raised in the the great state of Oklahoma. Although we now call Arkansas home, Oklahoma will always have my heart. I love the honesty, friendliness, and independent nature of people in this part of the world. I love that I have always lived in smaller cities and communities and that the countryside has always been just a few minutes drive from my residence. We lived in Dallas for a couple of years and while I love the people of Texas, Dallas was just more people that I wanted to deal with on a daily basis. But, like I said, I am forever grateful that I was “Born in the USA”!
I am truly thankful that our country has come to realize the sacrifices that those in the military make in order for the rest of the citizens to enjoy living the American Dream. It hasn’t always been that way. I was drafted into the military in 1966 and deployed to Vietnam in 1967. The Vietnam war caused some of the worst civil unrest in history of this country and a portion of the anger was directed at those soldiers returning home. One needs to keep in mind that a soldier does not pick the cause nor his adversary. He does not select the battle nor debate the validity of the conflict. A soldier goes where he is ordered, engages the enemy of his day and if necessary gives his life for a cause chosen for him by his government. War takes its toll on everyone who serves and it is impossible to explain the personal impact that combat has on those who survive. For those of us fortunate enough to return from the war, we were the Fortunate Sons.
On September 11, 2001 our world was turned upside down when two hijacked airliners were flown into the World Trade Center Towers and killed more Americans than we lost in the attack on Pearl Harbor. Thus we were thrust into the war on terrorism and it continues to this day. Americans saw live, what an act of terrorism looks like and the brutal reality of war. It left a hole in the ground and another one in the heart of this nation.
Today the war on terrorism continues. But just in case you were wondering, this is what freedom looks and sounds like.
Our nation is divided on a number of issues and the two sides don’t always seem to be truly interested in solving the problems set before them. Still, this is the land of the free and the home of the brave and for all of it’s scars, bumps, bruises, and imperfections, it is still America the Beautiful. Have a blessed week.