My Mom’s birthday is July sixth. She was born in 1926. Mom was as patriotic as they come.
On the Fourth in July in 1976, her smartalec teenage son (that would have been me) asked her what it felt like to be a quarter as old as her country. As I recall, she wasn’t exactly thrilled with the reminder.
My Mom passed away in late May.
To me, today has been, and always will be, a reminder of that wisecrack.
The things you remember about holidays.
With a smile and a tear.
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