America, the Beautiful

America, the beautiful. Or is it America, the beautiful? I think it’s probably both. Certainly this country is not perfect. Certainly, I would live no where else. And I’m eternally grateful to my grandparents who had the courage to flee Russia and Lithuania. As they sailed into New York harbor, they felt the protecting shelter of the Statue of Liberty and the benediction of Emma Lazarus’ words: “Give me your tired, your poor, / Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free”.

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Their way was not easy when they hit these shores. Instead of the streets of gold they’d heard about, they found only poverty, hardship and prejudice. But they weren’t afraid they’d be killed outright as they had in Europe. With hard work and perseverance, they could build a successful life. And they did.

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Fast forward a hundred years and their granddaughter has been lucky enough to go to Washington D.C. three times in the last ten months. Who’d ah thought? I’ve toured the Capitol Building twice and the White House once. I’ve toured the monuments all three times. I’m now a junkie!

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The city is built on a grand scale that we don’t see much of in our united states. Statues and magnificent buildings are interspersed with green parkways. It’s beautiful, truly.

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This last trip I was at an ADL convention. The Anti-Defamation League was originally founded in 1915 to protect Jewish people from Antisemitism. It has grown and broadened its goal to protect all human and civil rights. I feel safer at night to know the ADL exists. I was impressed by the dedication of the young people attending, and inspired to action, myself.

Our hotel was only a ten minute stroll from the White House and I walked to it a couple of times. Tourists from around the world flock there. It’s impressive both because of its architecture and its significance.  My four-year-old granddaughter walked there with her babysitter. My daughter and grandson walked there to see it at night.

We were home only two days when I heard about the shooting at a White House check point. It sent shivers down my spine. What if one of my family had been there then?

 

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“Did you hear about the shooting at the White House?” I said as I walked into the dentist’s office.

“I hope they shot Obama,” a pleasant looking woman said.

I was taken aback. “Too unkind,” I said. “He’s our President.” Where’s the respect? I thought. There should be some respect for our President, if nothing else. Just plain old human decency.

The woman gave me a dirty look and turned her back on me. I sat down across the waiting room, not looking at her either.

Where has all the civility gone? I wondered. Long time passing.

Will it take another 911 to get out the “United We Stand” posters, and to bring back the realization that we’re all Americans, all part of the same family? Disagree, fine. Disparage, okay. But to wish someone’s injury or death? That’s too ugly of an American for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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6 responses to “America, the Beautiful

  1. Excellent post. Your reminder of the necessity of civility is a timely one. Delighted to see you and Eli having such a wonderful time in DC. Hugs, LT

  2. I feel your pride and your anguish. The last two lines really hit hard. Wonderful post!

  3. That was a very thoughtful post. Good for you for speaking up. I’m not sure why these people are so angry at the President. She’s obviously not lacking for any material things as she’s sitting in, I’m sure, a top rated dental office. I just don’t get it. Oxoxox

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  4. Robin Ullakko

    Wow, the nerve of that woman to say that. No matter who she voted for, that is absolutely uncalled for. frankly, unbelievable.

  5. Dolores Carruthers

    It is painful to run into the reality and depth of hate that exist in too much of our citizens. And also the reality that it has been building long before it burst forth into the open. I have to remind myself that we are ALL spiritual beings learning human lessons including what it is to love each other and what it is to hate the other. We’ve been learning this lessons over thousands of years and my hope that we had evolved beyond is replenished when I see love like yours Cindy. Don’t give up.

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