I am proud to be an American. I love the Fourth of July. Growing up it was always one of my favorite holidays. I was raised with a strong sense of pride for my country. Both of my Grandparents were a part of World War II. My Grandpa Isom was a mechanic for fighter jets and airplanes, and my Grandpa McDermott almost lost his life in Normandy. He has a hole in his back and no muscles in one of his legs to prove it. I have a lot of cousins whose husbands are in the military, airforce and army. I have cousins who are in the army and have served in Iraq. I have an Uncle who died while being a part of the airforce. The sacrifice they make, and the sacrifice that thier families make are beyond words. We are so lucky to be surrounded by so many who would give thier life to protect our freedoms. I don't know how they do it, but they do. Willingly they enlist to make their country proud. What fabulous men and women we are surrounded by! Thank you to all of you!
Summer means, BBQ's, swimming, fairs, good food, family, summer nights, camping, playing, laughing, Drive-in movies, vacations, tans, flip-flops, pony tails, ice cold drinks, home made ice cream, water fights, GREAT movies, fresh mowed grass, long walks and so much more. It also brings with it the 4th of July Holiday and the 24th of July!
Growing up we would have the best 4th of July parites on my McDermott side. One time at my cousins house we all slept over! And when I say we all, I mean my dad comes from a family of 9 kids so I have A LOT of cousins. We had a snow cone machine, cotton candy machine, a parade, swimming, and lots of food, treats, and fireworks! I have a picture of all of us cousins in our swimming suits marching around the Osborns flag pole in the front yard. That is one of my favorite memories from growing up. Or another year we had the party at my Grandparents house. We would line up chairs for the firework show. We ate tons and tons of PACE bars, and Push-pops! I don't think they make those anymore, but Grandma and Daddy-Daddy's basement freezer was always stocked full with them! We don't have a big 4th of July party any more, because the family has grown so big, and now my dad and his brothers and sisters are Grandparents of thier own.
Snow cones always meant the Fourth of July and fairs. I have great memories, from summer and the Fourth of July and now I just hope that I can make lasting memories for my own kids as well. There is a sense of freedom and laziness that comes with slow, quiet summer days! I hope I can have a few of those this year! ha ha! Happy Fourth of July to all!
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