I look forward to July 4th weekend each year. This year, I spent a lot of the weekend outside on the South Shore with friends: breathing in the fresh air, grilling hot dogs and hamburgers, seeing the American flag fly boldly in the breeze, and at the end of each day, watching in awe as the sun set on the water. I loved spending quality time with my friends and enjoying what makes summertime so magical.
Back in Brookline on Monday evening, I paused to reflect on my weekend. I perused through my Facebook feed and Twitter, and I was deeply moved by how many people had taken the time to post excerpts from the Declaration of Independence.
One of my friends in particular took a creative approach. He wrote the first line of the Declaration of Independence as his status, and then invited his friends to add each consecutive line of the document as comments. Together, they were rebuilding the document. I read each comment, allowing each revolutionary line to ruminate in my mind.
“When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation…”
At 10:15PM, after reading through these posts, I left my apartment and walked towards Corey Hill on Summit Ave. I had read in the Brookline TAB that the Boston Esplanade fireworks were visible from Corey Hill Park and Larz Anderson Park, and decided to see how Brookline celebrates the 4th.
I expected to see a small crowd at Corey Hill Park.
Instead, the hill was packed with community members of all ages. I couldn’t quite tell where to stand. I stumbled through the grass in the darkness, trying to avoid tripping on tree roots. A few minutes after 10:30, I noticed everyone shifting to the left side of the park, and I thought maybe they were packing up to leave. In effect, I resigned to the idea that perhaps I had missed the whole show. Next year, I’ll leave my apartment a little earlier and maybe even picnic on the grass.
But I walked towards the crowd and turned towards the Boston city skyline. As my eyes rested on the bright sky, I smiled. Through the trees, we could indeed see the whole show. It was breathtaking.
I stood there, captivated by the energy of the community around me. It was amazing. Many Brookliners ventured up a hill to a park on Monday night to watch the Boston fireworks in between trees. July 4th truly is a special tradition.
July 4th fireworks carry so much meaning. Two hundred and forty years since the Declaration of Independence, we continue to celebrate. Each year, we gather with our friends, family, and community to reflect on what unites us. Through our celebrations, we renew our dedication to democracy.
“It’s the finale!” I heard a woman nearby say. People were clapping, amazed by the incredible show.
I looked around Corey Hill Park, thankful for the tradition that brings us together as a community. There has been a lot of troubling news around the world, near and far. To pave the way for our brighter future, I think we should reflect on the vision that first brought us together as a country.
“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.”
Thank you to the many diverse communities of Americans who have carried the torch of liberty and pursued these truths through challenging times. Thank you in advance to those who will carry the torch into the future.
Happy Independence Day to you and your loved ones.
Happy birthday, America, and I hope this next year is one of freedom, peace, and unity.