When I Was That Yankee Doodle Boy

A man standing in front of the lincoln memorial.

Like so many school musical productions that year, we would entertain our parents and guests chronicling the history of America through music and melodies. Our evening of historical harmonies culminating with young and old standing shoulder to shoulder in the school’s gymnasium. A communal big tent of the working class and the middle class. Filling the air around and above as we sang “God Bless America”. A substantial and sincere celebratory of e pluribus unum.

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