On July 4th, the nation will join in concert to celebrate 237 years in the life of America. But more than fireworks, cookouts, baseball games or singing the national anthem, for many it’s the sight of the American flag that captures the spirit of Independence Day and the gratitude of a free people.
Recently, a friend told a story about how after his father passed away, he found stacks of dusty journals in boxes of his father’s keepsakes. As he flipped through the pages, he came across an entry from when he was about 7 years old that read, “Work is overwhelming right now, but I kept my plans to take my son fishing for the first time.”
Tall pines loom with authority over an undulating green. Sounds of nature echo across fuchsia flowers, green brush and 18 legendary yellow flags. A hushed crowd watches in anticipation, waiting patiently for the next swing. Suddenly, a distant roar explodes through pine trees and interrupts the pristine setting.
It happens this time each year. With the celebration of Christmas behind us, and the New Year’s Eve champagne corks not yet popped, we take a reflective pause on the last twelve months.