I am a first generation American. I've often said if it wasn't for this country I wouldn't exist. Where else could a man from Hungary meet a woman from England in a continuing ed French class?
But, first generation or related to the Mayflower, I am as American as everyone else. Growing up I accepted American History as my own, despite the fact that I had no real, genetic connection to it. All of that history, all of those people fighting for freedom, fighting for country, they made it possible for my parents to come here. They made this country a place where people around the world would want to come. For a better life. For opportunity. For freedom.
They made it possible for me to exist.
So this weekend, when you're stuffing your face with food from the grill and drinking your brewski's, remember what the holiday is really about. To remember all of those brave men and women who fought and died for your country. For your freedom. For you.
Please be safe this holiday weekend. Have a designated driver if you know you're going to be drinking. And if you see a veteran, thank them. That's the least you can do. And it will mean the world to them.
Thanks, Joe. I love you.
Bang on, my peeps!