All America jokes aside, the 4th of July really is my favorite holiday. Why?
It isn't because I get to hang out at the lake. It isn't because I get to watch fireworks. It's not because I get to see my aunt get competely wasted. It's not because underaged drinking is suddenly acceptable.
The reason I love the 4th of July is because of what it represents. It represents us gaining freedom. It represents those who help us protect our freedom. The people currently serving in the military and have served in the military to help us keep our freedom. Those who have died so that we have freedom.
I'd like to thank my dad for having served in the military. I'd like to thank my mom for having seved. I'd like to thank my Aunt DeeAnn for having served. I'd like to thank her husband Steve for currently surving. I'd like to thank my Uncle Danny for having served. I'd like to thank my Grandpa on my mom's side for serving. I'd like to thank my dad's dad (my grandfather who I never knew) for serving. I'd like to thank my Grandpa Jim (my dad's stepfather) for serving. I'd like to thank Matt for having served. I'd like to thank Rocky for serving. I'd like to thank my 5th grade math teacher's son for giving his life so that we remain free.
Please, take a moment to thank those who are currently suring and who have served.