Usually on the 4th of July I think first of fireworks and then of hotdogs.
This year is different. It is impossible to heedlessly celebrate because of the virus.
And the weeks leading up to July 4th have been filled with protests that lay bare the injustices of America today and throughout history.
Both the virus and the protests make me think about our responsibility towards each other.
How do we celebrate our country? What truths do we hold to be self-evident? What does it mean to be an American?
The social fabric is shredded and frayed right now, but that is an opportunity. The torn fabric can be sewn back differently. That would be worth celebrating.