A few years ago I was privileged to travel to another country. Every time our tour guide began to talk, strangers would join our group. I thought that was a little bit odd…even a little bit rude. I might stand near another group’s tour guide and “eavesdrop” to hear part of the information for one or two items…but to join another group wouldn’t be, in my mind, appropriate or ethical. It happened at every stop. Toward the end of the tour, I mentioned it to a fellow traveler…and learned they weren’t tourists. Those who visited our group at every stop were the Secret Police.
We Americans will never truly understand what it is like not to be free. I hope, though, that we value our freedom and that we understand the high price that was paid to gain it.
I hate the fact that we protest; I hate it when we exploit the weaknesses of our leaders; I hate the back-stabbing political campaigns. But I would fight with my life to defend my right to do it.
For our freedom, thank a Veteran…and thank the families of the veterans who didn’t make it home.
God Bless America. Happy 4th of July.