HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA - 

Give me your tired, your poor, 
Your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free, 
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, 
Send these, the homeless, tempest tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.

Most of our ancestors saw this shining example of freedom as they sailed into New York harbor.  Others came a different route but unless you're a Native American, your ancestors came from elsewhere to this melting pot we call America.

 Old Glory long may she wave - even though she gets a little bruised and battered from time to time, I'm proud of her and what she represents. No matter any wrinkles that occur, they will eventually be overcome and I will stand tall in the pride of our heritage.  After all, we are, according to Francis Scott Key, the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave.  

Happy 4th every one here in the USA.  Watch those fingers and toes as you're lighting those fireworks.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.