On this 4th of July, we must pause to examine what it means to be an American.
For those of us born here, it’s practically impossible to appreciate the magnitude of our citizenship. Yesterday, an Afghan soldier, who was a translator for us, became an American. In the past few years, he had saved the lives of many of our troops.
I’m sure he could tell us more eloquently why he wanted to become one of us. Yes, every immigrant can explain it by looking back at the huge contrast between life in their native land and now as an American citizen.
My grandma’s sister died on the boat bringing her to Ellis Island and past “The lady of the Harbor” holding her torch high for newcomers to find their way.
Don’t ever take citizenship for granted!
If not today, when?
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