Patriotism

I have spent many Independence Days in the heart of one of America’s great colonial capitals, Williamsburg, Virginia. Being there as the Fife and Drum Corps march down the street to the tunes of “Yankee Doodle Dandy,” the air is charged with a great sense of power and mirth as tourists stand shoulder-to-shoulder along the pebbled Duke of Gloucester Street! The drum major at the front with his lavish mace, and each of the young men march lock step in row after row, dressed in period uniforms or in the workaday garb of the time. That experience in Williamsburg concludes with an actor reading the Declaration as though the citizens are hearing it for the first time! And then an awesome fireworks display in the evening!

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