Proud to be American... again!

I grew up patriotic. Not the crazy, robotic, mindless patriotism, rather as the proud daughter of a USA soldier who taught us the right from wrong kind of patriotism. My first fifteen years were spent growing up in the Army and I remember a rush of pride each time we paid respect to our flag and all it stood for. That is until the Tricky Dick years (my father had also warned us about blindly following the leader).

Last week, that rush of patriotism returned when we United States of Americans warmly welcomed our 44th president, Mr. Barack Hussein Obama.

President Obama has stirred the souls of the world as he's promised to lead our way to reclaim and rebuild our country. One of the first tools he’s provided us with is knowledge through the official Whitehouse website... http://www.whitehouse.gov

There, he’s initiated a blog that provides to everyone government communication, transparency and participation. Oh, and there’s also his request for feedback. Hmmm. Sounds like someone’s paying attention to the meaning of “government of the people, by the people, for the people…”.

What a guy!...!! (Awww, and he can dance too!)




(I was so very busy over the holidays; I was never able to complete my Christmas cards. Time spent was with family and working. So, with a few alterations we have here my latest rendering. Oh, and last report from my daughter, Ralphie has adapted well to the Brooklyn way of life and is making friends fast.)