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I'm not sure whether I'm just getting more emotional as I get older, or whether I'm getting more patriotic, or whether I'm just becoming more grateful for the country I live in and the people who made it. But regardless, what I do know is that I can hardly sing any of our national hymns without choking up. I can't tell them the stories behind some of the songs without crying. I can't listen to them reciting "All men are created equal" without tears jumping to my eyes. And don't even think about me trying to read the Declaration of Independence aloud anymore! There were many years I felt that I was supposed to be ashamed of being American because of the bad things that have happened in our history. But now, I recognize that those things don't negate the fact that this is one of the most unique, most prosperous, most remarkable places in the world. And it's not by accident. It's through the vision and sacrifice of so many. Now, let us ...
