All America jokes aside, the 4th of July really is my
favorite holiday. Why?
It isn't because I get to hang out at the lake. It isn't
because I get to watch fireworks. It's not because I get to
see my aunt get competely wasted. It's not because underaged
drinking is suddenly acceptable.
The reason I love the 4th of July is because of what it
represents. It represents us gaining freedom. It represents those
who help us protect our freedom. The people currently serving in
the military and have served in the military to help us keep our
freedom. Those who have died so that we have freedom.
I'd like to thank my dad for having served in the military.
I'd like to thank my mom for having seved. I'd like to
thank my Aunt DeeAnn for having served. I'd like to thank her
husband Steve for currently surving. I'd like to thank my
Uncle Danny for having served. I'd like to thank my Grandpa
on my mom's side for serving. I'd like to thank my
dad's dad (my grandfather who I never knew) for serving.
I'd like to thank my Grandpa Jim (my dad's stepfather)
for serving. I'd like to thank Matt for having served.
I'd like to thank Rocky for serving. I'd like to thank my
5th grade math teacher's son for giving his life so that we
remain free.
Please, take a moment to thank those who are currently
suring and who have served.