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The American Dream

June 30, 2017

I am a first generation American. Mom immigrated from Canada at the age of 19. Dad is a first generation American. His Mom immigrated from Scotland at the age of 12. We are a nation founded on a dream. Dad’s grandfather sent his wife and daughters to America to make a better life than he had in Glasgow working in the coal mines. Sadly, he and the boys never made it over here, but the dream happened! I am a direct result of that dream!
During my 26 years in uniform, I served along side of many who were seeking that dream or who were the direct result of that dream their parents or grandparents had. They were Muslims, Jews, Christians of all stripes, Pagans, Agnostics, and Atheists. They were Arab, Israeli, Japanese, Vietnamese, Mexican, Somali, and countless other nationalities. They all had the same dream… a better life… a life of freedom… 
It pains my heart deeply to see the hatred born of ignorance and fear that has gripped this nation. Hatred based on skin color… religion… nation of origin… sexual identity… sexual expression… I was reminded today that this was how it began when thirteen colonies were established… those who fled religious persecution in turn persecuted others for their beliefs which were different… 
This dream… worshipping freely… respecting other faiths as you would expect to be respected in return… equality for all regardless of race, religion, nation of origin, ethnicity, sexual orientation… 

I cannot believe that the dream is dead… I cannot believe that the dream is only for a select few who have power and privilege… 

On this Fourth of July I will remember… despite humankind’s gross mistreatment of each other, love will prevail. It won’t be because of fireworks, patriotic songs, or wrapping the cross or the bible in the flag. Love will prevail when we remember the Declaration of Independence which holds these words of truth:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”

Love will prevail when together we sing a song of freedom and protest that Woody Guthrie wrote during the dark days of the Depression:

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California to the New York Island

From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me

And I went walking that ribbon of highway

And saw above me that endless skyway

I saw below me the golden valley

This land was made for you and me

I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me, a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me

There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me

A sign was painted said: Private Property

But on the back side it didn’t say nothing

This land was made for you and me

When the sun come shining, then I was strolling

In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling

The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting

This land was made for you and me

This land is your land, this land is my land

From California to the New York Island

From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters

This land was made for you and me
May Love Prevail over hatred, racism, bigotry, sexism, all manner of phobias, ignorance, and fear… only then will this nation achieve that dream…

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