My Beloved Country

A number of years ago, I had a blog on the local Worcester Telegram and Gazette Website… called “We the People”. I started it before the Tea Party formed and discontinued it back in 2010.  I’m sure it’s long been forgotten… except in the Google world of archives… but 3 years later… I once again feel compelled to write.

Our Country is in serious trouble.  Events have been set into motion, that if allowed to proceed without the intervention of men and women of goodwill, will bring this nation down to its knees and lead to war.

I started the original blog with the below opening post I wrote – and for the sake of repeating it… will repeat it now.  For it will set the foundation for what I will write in the future… and establish that before I am a Republican… I am an American.  

I believe we have lost our way… and its time to  create a “Clean Up Crew” – made up of Good Americans, Democrats, Republicans and Independents, and begin to rebuild and clean up the mess both parties have gotten us into… so here it goes…

I have loved my country ever since I was a small boy.  I cannot recall exactly how that love affair first began… but unlike so many other school boy crushes that pass with time, I have carried this love with me throughout my life ever since.

I grew up in New York City during the time of the Vietnam war, race riots, drugs, hippies, streaking, moon landings, Watergate,  DDT, Oil Embargos, Long Lines at the Gas pump, China coming out of isolation, The Son of Sam, Russia invading Afghanistan, Carter’s “Fireside Chats”, Nuclear Holocaust Fever, The Cold War and severe economic recession.  

By the time I was 13 my father had died and my mother was raising 3 children on her own. It was a time of turmoil and of uncertainty – in some ways very similar to our own times.

Like so many other people, I had to work, to sweat for every dollar I have ever received.  If I wanted something, if I needed something, I had to go out and work for it.  My first job was at 10 years old delivering dog food in a red wagon for $.25 an hour + tips.  People would call into the local pet store, order their 25 and 50lb bags of dog food and I would deliver them by foot pulling my little red wagon. I would go out of my way to pick up my little sister, throw her on top of the bags of dog food and give her a free ride to my destination – and of course back home.  We would then take my tips and anxiously await the sound of “Mr. Softy” – the Ice Cream Truck – and celebrate a brief moment of rest with each other – licking the vanilla ice cream out of our cones.  Even in tough times the small things with friends and family can create wonderful, lasting memories.

The point is times were tough. Life was tough and America was hurting.  If America were a young woman, it would have been like falling in love with one of the ugliest girls in the class. Yet despite what she looked like to the rest of the world, I did fall in love with her. She captivated me. She inspired me. To me… her beauty never waivered.

I can still remember the words she first whispered to me so many years ago.  Words that captured my heart and in times so challenging, words that gave me hope…

“We hold these truths to be self evident – that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights – that amongst these are Life – Liberty – and the pursuit of happiness.”

These simple words are words that reflect the very essence of who we are as nation, as a people and as brothers and sisters on this tiny planet we call our home. It is our mutual declaration of what we hold sacred and in the end what separates us from the evil that lurks in this world.

And in order to make that declaration enduring – to be able to weather the turbulent times that every relationship experiences, we put those words in writing to always remind us and keep us on our noble course.  And in doing so, We made it real… and We the many, We the different — became united to each other as WE THE PEOPLE.

“We the people of the United States, in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, insure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

Some 40 years have now passed since first falling in love with my country.  And even though I am older and a bit more weathered than when I was a boy, I am still the same person.  My beloved Country has also grown older; lines of aging that are born out of Life’s struggles and the sacrifices of her children, now mark her once innocent and youthful face.

The years have been tough on my beloved.  Others who have resented her beauty have attacked her and bruised her.  The selfish have squandered her riches and with false promises of prosperity and liberty, members of her own family had her betrayed.  And while she slept, while we all slept, bandits posing as her guardians came into her house in the night and bankrupted her… leaving her nothing but from whence she came… We, Her People.

And now our beloved Country cries out to us…her people… to save her.  

To be Continued…

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