I'm proud to be an American, where at least I know I'm free, and I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me

I used to feel that way, volunteered to fight for our county, and served it for over 20 years.

Then, somewhere along the way, I woke up to the fact that we were no longer the land we once said we were.

I would still fight for the right to be free, but I know we aren't, not all of us, and certainly not even equally so.

We once shouted from the rooftops that:

" We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness."

We haven't got there yet. When we do, I'll once again be proud to be an American.