My mother was more patriotic than your mother
Every family has their own traditions for the holidays. The 4th of July is no exception. When I was growing up, it meant homemade ice cream with the neighbors, sparklers and Lee Greenwood. For my mom, there were coordinating American flag plates, cups and napkins to help us celebrate. I don't really think it was her favorite holiday; she really just celebrated them all with gusto!
I also remember going to one of the historic Huntsville churches yearly and watching the "God Bless America" program. If my memory serves me right, the choir formed an American Flag on the stage. It was beautiful and moving. And of course the finale was always the Lee Greenwood song of the same name. Still to this day, I get a little teary-eyed when I hear that song. The lyrics were powerful to 8-year old Angela, that is for sure. Still are.
And if you knew Jean Studdard, you knew that we all wore coordinating red, white, and blue clothing. I'm sure I had a bow as big as the American flag too! And maybe some puffy paint on my shirt.
My mom was also the first to tie yellow bows around all of the trees in honor of our neighbor that had just left for Afghanistan. She made sure that the entire neighborhood all had yellow ribbons for their trees as well.
However you celebrate our nation's independence, do it with gusto! Remember the men and women that have fought tirelessly for the freedoms that we have every day. Happy Independence Day! - Angela Deaver