7/04/2013

Happy 4th of July!!!

Happy Independence Day!!! Today is the 237th anniversary of the signing of the United States Declaration of Independence. My ancestors fought in the American Revolution. They gave their blood so that future generations wouldn't have to ruled by a monarchy, they gave their blood so that their grandchildren and their grandchildren's grandchildren could have a better future.

I would like to thank all of the veterans and active duty service men and women who have risked their lives so that the dream of our forefathers could continue. My Poppy S was in the Navy from the time he was 16 to when he was 43. My other poppy, Poppy M was in the Air Force and went on to work as a early computer specialist for the government. My Poppy S came within inches of seeing combat, but never did. He retired in 1970. I am not a very religious person, but I do believe in God and guardian Angels. I think that whatever higher power, be it fate or whatever you believe in, was watching over him for all those years. I think that he had his very own guardian angel.

I thought I could just ramble on about the 4th of July, but I decided not to when I heard this one song. Made in America by Toby Keith.


So, I am going to write down the lyrics and tell you all how this song relates to me.

My old man's that old man, 
Spent his life livin' off the land, 
Dirty hands, and clean soul. 
It breaks his heart seein' foreign cars, 
Filled with fuel that isn't ours
And wearin' cotton he didn't grow. 

Okay, my Daddy is not that extreme, and neither was my Poppy S. but my Poppy S was a Great Depression kid so he knew how to use his resources wisely. He did mind foreign cars. He was a coal miner in West Virginia for over 20 years, he did this so that he children could have an education and not have to work in the coal mines. My Poppy didn't grow cotton but he had a huge garden in his back yard up until a few years ago. 

He's got the red, white, and blue flyin high on the farm
'Sempre Fi' tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more at the store for a tag in the back that says U.S.A. 
Won't buy nothin' that he can't fix, 
With WD40 and Craftsmen wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, Made in America. 

My grandfather all ways had at least one American flag somewhere outside at his house. He didn't have a tattoo, he always said that when he was in the Navy he saw too many people whose tattoos didn't look to good when they got older. I never knew my Grandfather to buy anything at the store just because it was made someplace. He liked to buy American and buy local, but if he needed it, he needed it. Poppy S was good at fixing things, but he couldn't fix everything and he was handy, but not that handy. He liked Craftsman tools a lot. And he was Made in America, he was first generation in America from Italy. Being American was very, very important to him. 

He loves his wife, she's that wife that decorates on the 4th of July
But says "Every days Independence Day." 
She's Golden Rule, teaches school, 
Some folks say it isn't cool but she says the Pledge of Allegiance anyway. 

I don't know about my Nana E (my Daddy's mom), but my Nana and Moma always at least put an American flag out outside. My Moma always says that people should vote in any election they can, because our (referring to my) ancestors fought to gain our rights from Britain. So I had to look up what Golden Rule was so just click the word "golden" and it should bring you to Wikipedia, I don't feel like explaining it sorry. My Moma doesn't teach school, she works at a credit union that is for military personal and their families. where my mom works is the same military base that my Poppy M worked at for the government. My Moma always is proud to say the Pledge of Allegiance or the Star Spangled Banner. 


He's got the red, white, and blue flyin high on the farm
'Sempre Fi' tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more at the store for a tag in the back that says U.S.A. 
Won't buy nothin' that he can't fix, 
With WD40 and Craftsmen wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, Made in America. 


My Daddy is always proud of his flag and especially his father. He, like my Poppy S, does not have any tattoos for the same reason. My Daddy wants to get me an American car when I can drive. He liked Volvos a lot, even thought they were originally European, the company was owned by Ford up until two or three years ago, when they sold it to a Chinese company. My Daddy has nothing against the Chinese, but he thinks that because they mass produce things that they don't care about the safety of the car. My Daddy is hopeless at fixing anything. That is why mother has our handyman G on speed dial. My Daddy does like Craftsman tools though. For Christmas about five years ago we got him a huge Craftsman tool chest. Like his father he is second generation American and is truly Made in America. 

Born in the heartland, raised up a family 
Of King james and Uncle Sam. 

Neither my grandfather or my Daddy were born in the heartland, they were born on the east coast, like myself. My Poppy raised a family that was proud to my American and he was one of those people who was religious, but would never shove his beliefs down your throat, he understood that everyone has the right to believe what they believe. 


He's got the red, white, and blue flyin high on the farm
'Sempre Fi' tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more at the store for a tag in the back that says U.S.A. 
Won't buy nothin' that he can't fix, 
With WD40 and Craftsmen wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, Made in America.  

So I have gone through almost all of my immediate family, and now it's my turn. I love America. I have a little miniature American flag in my room. My parents would disown me if I got a tattoo, quite frankly, I don't want a tattoo for the same reason that my Poppy S didn't wouldn't one. Go Navy, Beat Army. I want a Jeep as my First car. It is only fitting since I came home from the hospital in a Jeep that my first car be a Jeep. I can fix some stuff... I like CraftsmAn, I have a key chain that is Craftsman my Daddy gave me. I am not prejudice at all. I am just Made in America. 

Made in America. 
Made in America. 

I am proud to say that I was Made in America. 

My old man's that old man. 
He's made in America.

America! 


I thought that song related pretty well to me and my family. How does it relate to any of y'alls? See you tomorrow!

Your Faithful Prepster,
mSv

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