Independence Day

I had no idea what Independence Day even stood for the first time we celebrated the holiday in 1975. My whole family were invited to the Ross'(The Ross family sponsored us out of Fort Chaffee and relocated us to Washington, Pennsylvania) farm for a great barbeque. We were so excited the morning of the party; my parents-nervous and thrilled at the same time. Early that afternoon, when the van came to collect us, we piled up and marched onto the vehicle high in anticipation and trepidation.

The Ross Family and their extended family greeted us with warmth and amusement when we arrived; the party began. Us kids were properly suited up and were allowed to ride with assistance on their many ponies; we ran around and around chased by little American children and played a game we later found out called pin the tail on the donkey. There were an abundance of new and delicious food. By the end of the evening hours and hours later, we parted after numerous bows, thank yous, and hand shakes - forever grateful and appreciative of our experience.

Although the meaning of Independence Day was unclear at the time, we were freed in our heart and in our spirits as the van with its very hospitable driver took the same road back to our home. The power of friendship and generosity that evening was enough to light up the sky along with the fireworks. Happy Independence Day!!!! May you never take your freedom for granted.