For some reason, every time I listen to (the) open, inviting, inclusive verses of this truly American song — that ribbon highway, the endless sky, the golden valley, the sparkling sands, her diamond deserts — always ending with “this land was made for you and me,” I get a lump in my throat.
Perhaps it is because I realize that this is the land I chose to be my homeland some 55 years ago when, as a wide-eyed, 17-year old youngster, I immigrated to America, and never looked back.
Perhaps it is because, ever since then, Americans have shown to me by thought, word and deed — by sharing with me the greatness, generosity and opportunity that this country and its people have to offer — the true meaning of the words “this land was made for you and me.”
Perhaps it is because this land has been “for me” and “my country” in every respect of those words — until recently.
Until recently, because that beautiful song also evokes memories of political campaigns, where righteous Republican candidates, Real Americans, standing tall and proud in front of rows of giant American flags have been promising in soaring oratory to “take our country back.”
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