What started long ago as a celebration of independence from the rule of a foreign power has become something very different today. The Fourth of July was once a day when Americans celebrated their independence and their way of life. In too many cases, it’s ended up becoming a worship of state and a celebration of militarism.
As a result, I don’t enjoy as much about the Fourth of July as some people do. I look at the nationalistic elements that have crept in and become dominant for so many people — and I cringe. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to love what it originally stood for. And it doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be a part of an extended family celebrating our homes and our lives.
I wrote Tuesday about how people have come to associate words such as “conservative” and “liberal” with political positions. I’m not that kind of conservative and haven’t been for more than 20 years. But I’m a traditionalist in many ways. I’m an odd mix. I love many things about the modern world, but I feel a tug to a past that I’ve never experienced. In the truest sense of the word, I’m a conservative in those ways. There’s much about the values and lifestyle of our past that I want to conserve, and I’m extremely conservative in my own lifestyle.

Being treated with respect changed black teen’s racial beliefs in 1974
Looking for truth in random noise? Or is there meaning for me in this?
Was Columbus a hero or a special kind of evil monster? Neither one
Let’s try a candid conversation just for the few who want to hear
Honesty, wisdom and insight teach that we have to live with uncertainty
When governments keep secrets, you’re probably being lied to
As my path keeps changing, I can now admit my plans are useless
If I look closely at my old self, there’s a lot which is now dead
Future reality starts in what we believe inside about who we are