As we prepare for another July 4th I always flash back to the same July day in 1969 when, as a newly commissioned Infantry Second Lieutenant in the US Army, my father asked the local VFW if I could be the parade marshall, since an overseas combat assignment was in my immediate future.
I rode uncomfortably on the back seat of a red Mustang Convertible through the streets of our little borough hot in my summer polyester khakis. I got some cheers and some jeers. The war was not a popular one at that point and I was but a pawn in a larger game of geopolitics.
I was not angry, bewildered, overly haughty, just being me, a tad embarassed that I'd been in the service less than 6 months and asked to represent everyone who was or had served. I thought then as I do know that those who served do so in spite of it all. It is the service of those folks who gave so much that the others could stand and voice their opinions freely.
Happy Independence Day to all. I am a clown (no cpostume required) in our summer vacation town's parade this Monday, as I have been in years past. It's a slice of Norman Rockwell's New England here and I am proud to be a part of it.
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