One of the ones I celebrated the most. There's a reason for that, and it has less to do with my American Pride than remembering my past and opening some of my oldest scars on a yearly basis.
Not saying I don't have a lot of pride in this country and what we can/do accomplish. I do.
But, today has, for as long as most people have known me (i really can only think of a couple exceptions at this point), had a different ... well meaning to me.
It used to take the form of my annual (think it lasted 3 years) 4th of July party. It has since migrated to a much more... solitary thing.
So today, at least after work. I'll spend the rest of it reminiscing, drinking, and likely writing something.
If you want anything, leave a message and I'll get back to you when I get out of bed tommorow.