Since tomorrow is July 4th, I’d like to share my thoughts as to what the holiday means to me. My grandfather came to America in 1907 to seek a better life. Being an American was important to him. He worked during the day and learned English at night. One of the ways that he showed his patriotism was to choose July 4th as his birthday–since he was able to choose the English day that he wanted. So, growing up July 4th was a big thing in the family. I remember celebrating with a family picnic on Lake Michigan–thinking it was great that Grandpa’s birthday warranted fireworks. All of our families came to America from somewhere for the same reason–to have a better life. With what’s going on in our country today regarding immigration, I think it’s something that we all need to think about, regardless of our roots.