George Rebane
On this year’s Fourth our beloved land is in more disarray than in my living memory, and that’s a fer piece in anyone’s book. Half the country does not know where we have been, what we have done, nor shares a common vision of our future. These dark clouds were already gathering a year ago during which some prescient words were recorded in these pages (here).
Yet those of us who hold dear what has been and continues to be the America we love will join today in a special celebration of our birthday. And we do this with the pledge that we with our families and friends will always keep this day a sacrosanct observance, even in the face of sinister forces that now work to erase the greatest country built by people of all races, creeds, and backgrounds joined together. May God continue to bless the United States of America.


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