AMERICAN DIARY: July 4 hurts, until I remember my WWII uncle
(WorldNews Sport)

RIO RANCHO, N.M, (AP) — The July Fourth holiday hurts me every year. Waving flags seems out of place, and wearing anything stars and stripes makes me feel like Apollo Creed in `Rocky.` Lee Greenwood`s song “Proud To Be An American” doesn`t invoke patriotism inside of me, and I never take advantage of those exclusive, one-day mattress sales. Yes, I relax, maybe throw some meat on the grill and take my family to a New Mexico desert mesa to watch fireworks among coyotes and rabbits. Independence Day pageantry doesn`t make me feel American, though; thanks to birth and chance, I have no other place to go. There`s a rage inside of me. I`m angry that my elders had to go to segregated, dilapidated...