It wasn't the first Eagle ceremony that I had ever attended but it was the first one after my Cubs and I had crossed over into Boy Scouts. And the first one after my middle son had begun work on his own Eagle project.
Perhaps it was the beauty of the solidarity of this family's involvement--Dad: the scoutmaster, Mom: the soloist, sisters in attendance: one with camera in hand, the other home from college for this event. Maybe it was because I knew Justin personally and had observed his character and enjoyed his company at summer camp and several weekend camping events.
Whatever the reason, I found myself teary-eyed several times during the ceremony. Which made some of my pictures come out al little blurry. Because blinking back tears isn't the optimal thing to do when taking photographs.
...the flag still stands for freedom,
and they can't take that away.
And I'm proud to be an American,
where at least I know I'm free.
And I won't forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.
where at least I know I'm free.
And I won't forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.
And I gladly stand up,
next to you and defend her still today.
‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA!
‘Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA!
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