Today marks the 293rd anniversary of the birth of George Washington, born this date in 1732, who ultimately became known as the “Father of our Country.” That is, by any standard, quite an honor.

So . . . what do you think, sir? As your nation approaches its 250th birthday, are you proud of what your descendants have done with your legacy?

I’m sure you were, for about the first 200 years or so. You and your contemporaries got it right, and so did the next six or eight generations. But somewhere along the way, the train went off the tracks.

Oh, sorry . . . you don’t know about railroads trains, do you?

Let’s just say, the principles your generation set forth in the Declaration of Independence and the U.S. Constitution have somehow been shunted aside in the wake of individual political interests. And it sucks. (That’s a modern expression, meaning it’s really, really bad.)

All I can say, President Washington, is that I’m sorry. We’re all sorry . . . those of us who didn’t create the problems but who are most adversely affected by them. If we could go back and start over, we would.

And by the way, we’ve grown. This is how many states we have now (50), with nearly 350 million people from all over the world — people who (or whose forebears) came here seeking opportunity and freedom from oppression, and who built this former wilderness into the shining example it has become for the rest of the world.

We just need to be reminded now and then of our history, of how truly fortunate we are to live here, and of how we need to keep working tirelessly to protect our great nation from tyrants who would destroy us.

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I hope you enjoy your birthday, wherever you are, and that you somehow know you are still remembered on this day every year.

And thank you, sir, for being our first President.

Just sayin’ . . .

Brendochka
2/22/25