I was on one of Charleston’s many islands last night. When the fireworks were going on, they were shaking the buildings. I couldn’t help but think of the revolutionary, and civil wars. The harbor, and surrounding areas are so flat. I’m sure people could hear the explosions for miles around. At one point, I saw the old city/peninsula under the glow of the fireworks. I felt like I was back in time.
My father said his grandmother used to tell stories about the war in Charleston. Citizens used to watch the battles from their porches. Soldiers would be marching through the streets. Smoke from the gunpowder wafted through the air.
As far as the revolutionary war, I often work just a couple miles from Fort Moultrie. The very reason my state has a palmetto tree on it’s flag. The fort was made with the local trees (palmetto trees.) Unknown, until that time, those trees absorb cannon balls amazingly. They didn’t shatter like oak, or pine, and produce dangerous shrapnel. The soldiers were even able to pull British cannon balls from the walls, and fire them back at them. I worked as a deck hand on one of the Fort Sumter tour boats, as a teen. Straddled the cannons on the Charleston battery, as a kid on field trips. I fish in Hell Hole Swamp, where the Swamp Fox hid out, and helped defeat a vastly superior opponent.
Our country has a lot of history of people fighting for their beliefs. Not just bending to the will of others. I’m pretty ashamed of my country right now. But the fact that the people can raise up, and fight, gave me a sliver of hope. Hope that we will somehow free ourselves from the tyranny of Trump, and the wealthy.
I hope that all of us do what we can to make America great again. By that I mean, take it back. Stop Trump, and the GOP from putting the country on a track it cannot return from.
If Trump is not in office next July 4th, there will truly be something to celebrate…
Happy 4th America. Please don’t give up the fight.
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