What We've Been Up To: 2010-07-04

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Happy Birthday My Son

Seeing you sleeping on Grandpa's lap last weekend, it was hard to believe you've grown so quickly. I love you so much and wish you a wonderful fourth year. Love, mom

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Another Zoo Day

Well, we visited again, and to spare you the slideshow of all of the cute pictures we got of the kids and animals (since I think we've done several in the past), I'll just show you this one pic of them with Grammy and Grandpa that we got on the turtle statue. It was a perfect day for the zoo and we had a wonderful time visiting with our family from up North.

Monday, July 5, 2010

...And Then There Were Two.

We have a pretty great group of friends from college and through the (gasp) TWELVE years since we graduated, they have gradually moved away and gotten married. Last weekend was the next in a series of friends to tie the knot. It was a beautiful service and all but one of the "fellas" was there. It really makes me feel old to compare this wedding to the first one and see how much we have changed, grown and aged. It won't be long before we're the ones footing the bill.

Best of Luck Jarrod & Ileen.

Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Degonia Wedding

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There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism. When I refer to hyphenated Americans, I do not refer to naturalized Americans. Some of the very best Americans I have ever known were naturalized Americans, Americans born abroad. But a hyphenated American is not an American at all. This is just as true of the man who puts “native” before the hyphen as of the man who puts German or Irish or English or French before the hyphen. Americanism is a matter of the spirit and of the soul. Our allegiance must be purely to the United States. We must unsparingly condemn any man who holds any other allegiance. But if he is heartily and singly loyal to this Republic, then no matter where he was born, he is just as good an American as any one else. The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, of preventing all possibility of its continuing to be a nation at all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities, an intricate knot of German-Americans, Irish-Americans, English-Americans, French-Americans, Scandinavian-Americans, or Italian-Americans, each preserving its separate nationality, each at heart feeling more sympathy with Europeans of that nationality than with the other citizens of the American Republic. The men who do not become Americans and nothing else are hyphenated Americans; and there ought to be no room for them in this country. The man who calls himself an American citizen and who yet shows by his actions that he is primarily the citizen of a foreign land, plays a thoroughly mischievous part in the life of our body politic. He has no place here; and the sooner he returns to the land to which he feels his real heart-allegiance, the better it will be for every good American.
-Theodore Roosevelt