Wow. Thank you. I'm in tears with Hangfire. I'm an American of Vietnamese descent who came to this country over 25 years ago, a recipient of the sacrifice of veterans. The anthem was the first American song I learned, and I've never forgotten the lyrics. I think it's such an embarassment to be at a ballpark or any public event where the anthem is played and see a large majority of poeple not knowing the lyrics, and worse, not remain silent with their hands on their hearts and their heads either bowed or turned toward the flag. The ironic kicker is that when the anthems ends, everyone applauds and whoops it up in celebration. Some folks just don't realize that by being born in this country they have won the biggest humanity lottery in the world. I owe my liberty today to the courage of every man and woman who flew 11,000 miles to fight in a war some of them didn't even understand. For that, I thank them every day and I will save a last breath to thank them once more before I die. The Fourth of July has always had a second meaning for me, a debt of gratitude. Man, I know I'm coming off really corny, but if you don't at least know the lyrics of your country's anthem and treat the singing of them with the deepest respect and thanks for the ideals from which this country was born then you should try living in Iraq, Lybia, China...the list goes on. Alright, enough.... Happy Fourth of July everyone, and please, safe your weapons! :)