- I remember watching Watergate with my grandmother. She talked politics with me when I was 5 years old. Go grandma! What a ridiculous scandal that was.
- I remember some of the skirmishes at the end of the Vietnam War. I remember feeling vulnerable to foreign powers because we thought we lost the war. We really didn’t. As a child that was unsettling.
- I remember the nightly scoreboard about how many nuclear weapons the US and the Soviets had that was reported. It seemed that we were a thousand behind which made me think that we were losing. Again, as a child, that was very alarming. Plus, couple that with a religious nut babysitter, who preached the world was ready to end when my parents went bowling.
- I remember when our embassy was taken hostage in Iran. This was after Vietnam. I thought that Iran was such a small country, can’t we even beat them? I was so angry that they took our people as a child. I was even angrier at our President because he didn’t do anything. Then Carter tried a rescue. It was a disaster.
- I remember the hope that Ronald Reagen brought when he campaigned that he would get our people back if elected President of the US. He gave me hope. I didn’t have any preconceived political opinion. I just wanted somebody to restore our nation’s confidence and protect us from the Soviet Union and countries like Iran.
- I remember our Marine barracks being bombed. We got Qaddafi’s attention later.
- I remember Grenada, we turned a corner toward national pride again. I remember Panama, Iraq 1, and Bosnia.
- People, I remember September 11th. I watched the second plane hit the other tower after the first plane had hit. Then the buildings came down. There were a lot of people in those towers. I remember the beepers sounding off in the debris that firefighters wore. I remember the Pentagon, and Flight 93.
I just want to restate that I am proud to be an American. I am thankful for the sacrifice of our military men and women. I am behind our President too. These are my personal reflections and not my church’s.