American history, for all its fits and starts, has been about taking an imperfect system and an imperfect Union and making them better and stronger.
Did you think about the signing of the Declaration of Independence this week?
As the first rays of morning light wash over the Eastern seaboard, a flag is unfurled with broad stripes and bright stars.
What do you give a 241-year-old lady for her birthday? Might I suggest a grateful nation who shows her the love and respect she deserves by acting like grown-ups?
The bubbly redhead arrived in the office early to sing for President Reagan, and it was clear she had thought carefully about how she would appear before the president.
With our nation’s Independence Day upon us, there is a devastating reality out there marring the celebratory reverie typical of this joyous time.
Seventy-three years ago, Americans, British, Canadians, Free French Forces, and their allies launched the most complex operation ever implemented by human beings: The invasion of Normandy.
Everyone knew Ray would die of cancer. What was different is Ray’s cancer came from saving others – something he spent his career doing as a member of the Fire Department of the City of New York.
This Memorial Day is of particular importance to me because it falls on the 70th anniversary of the United States Air Force.
Students researched the 715 members of the Bucknell University community who served in WWI – now they’re visiting the battlefields to witness and remember incredible stories of selflessness and sacrifice firsthand.