This is my story of how I have done at letting go of some things. I started this blog when my son was in High School , during a deployment and facing big life changes. I have come out the other side of those changes. Emptynest, long since empty. Our son is now a Lt in the USMC and now we are facing exiting the Marine Corps possibly in the next few years. One thing I have learned is life is constantly in flux, so this is my life...in flux.
THe Harting Family
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Growing Up in Philadelphia and 4th of July
Being born and raised in Philadelphia I have to admit, we kind of take all this 4th of July stuff in stride. Don't get me wrong, we LOVE it, and its a big deal as you can see by the fireworks display above and you would be hard pressed to find a neighborhood in Philadelphia that isn't all out celebrating today. Thing is this, when you are raised in Philadelphia you are raised around the whispers and history of our fore fathers and every year for your class trips you go to all the places you read about in history books. Independence Hall, Betsey Ross's House, Liberty Bell, and so many other places that play such an important part in this day. It's in your blood, you know the stories by heart, you walk the streets these brave men walked when they went in to sign our Declaration, I say ours because that is what it was, they weren't doing it for them, they were doing it for us. They knew they were signing their death warrants but knew they were going to make this country a place for us to be free.
“I have no fear that the result of our experiment will be that men may be trusted to govern themselves without a master.” Thomas Jefferson
I am proud to be born an American, to be from a family that has shed blood for it's freedom. I am proud to know men and woman who feel as strongly as I do that she (America)is worth dying for.
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