Happy 4th of July one and all. As I think about the 4th of July I think of Mom. No she wasn't in the military; but she always made a point to wear something special...something red, white, and blue at our family picnics. More than that she sewed and when I was young often made us new red, white and blue outfits special for The 4th of July.
We'd get up early put on our special clothes, and head to The Parade. It was great fun and very patriotic. Everyone cheering as The Fife and Drum made it's way down the street. This signaled the parade had started. It was fun, festive and always very traditional. We kids always had little flags to proudly wave. We snacked off and on throughout the day as we watched the slowly cooking meat on the spic. We played family games and sometimes went to a neighborhood 4th of July festival. After the delicious dinner and clean up we'd head to the fireworks. Generally we were hot and thirsty afterward so the watermelon that had been iced in a galvanized tub all day long tasted fabulous.
Mom loved the 4th and I'll think of her this year again; though she's not with us; as we honor those who made this holiday possible.
I'll proudly wear something Red, White, and Blue. How bout you?