Back in 1976 – America's bicentennial – I was 13 years old and in 8th grade. I wasn't overly fond of my math teacher, but I will give her credit for something I've always remembered: She took us on a field trip to see the Bicentennial Freedom Train when it landed either in California's Bay Area or in Sacramento (I don't remember where we went). Any other folks out there remember this patriotic marvel?
Somewhere, too, I still possess a small bicentennial pin bearing this logo. Does it look familiar to anyone?
For more memories of 1976, here is a short documentary:
And, for good measure, a Coke commercial:
Now here we are, fifty years later, celebrating America's semiquincentennial
Presumably I won't be around for this nation's 300th anniversary, but I hope it will be a good one. Happy birthday, America!
The Bicentennial was great. We went to see the tall ships in NY harbor, then Mom BBQed for family and friends. My mother was a fantastic cook. In addition to the usual hamburgers and steaks, Mom deep fried shrimp, and uh, I don't remember much else except potato salad and a delicious flag cake. I was 11.
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