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America for Me – Henry Van Dyke

Henry Van Dyke (1852-1933)

“AMERICA FOR ME”

‘TIS fine to see the Old World, and travel up and down
Among the famous palaces and cities of renown,
To admire the crumbly castles and the statues of the kings,—
But now I think I’ve had enough of antiquated things.

           So it’s home again, and home again, America for me!
My heart is turning home again, and there I long to be,
In the land of youth and freedom beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars!

Oh, London is a man’s town, there’s power in the air;
And Paris is a woman’s town, with flowers in her hair;
And it’s sweet to dream in Venice, and it’s great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living there is no place like home.

I like the German fir-woods, in green battalions drilled;
I like the gardens of Versailles with flashing fountains filled;
But, oh, to take your hand, my dear, and ramble for a day
In the friendly western woodland where Nature has her way!

I know that Europe’s wonderful, yet something seems to lack:
The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back.
But the glory of the Present is to make the Future free,—
We love our land for what she is and what she is to be.

           Oh, it’s home again, and home again, America for me!
I want a ship that’s westward bound to plough the rolling sea,
To the bléssed Land of Room Enough beyond the ocean bars,
Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars

 


A Presbyterian Minister, Henry Van Dyke is perhaps best known for The Story of the Other Wise Man and for the Hymn of Joy (“Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, …”). He was also a prolific poet, and the above poem can be found in:

  • Van Dyke, Henry. The Poems of Henry Van Dyke. New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1911.“America for Me” was written in June, 1909.

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Bucket List Travels with Suzanne and Michael

After my Uncle Jack, dad’s brother, returned from Europe following the Second World War, he told me, an eleven year old, about all the places he had seen. He did not tell me about the combat. He let me know that the world was a very different place than my small town. He lit a fire in me to see for myself that has only grown brighter through the years.

In May of this year, my son, Michael, and I fulfilled one of my major goals – to visit Russia. We took an amazing Baltic cruise. One of the major destinations was St. Petersburg. What a glorious time we had. Of course, we could have spent weeks. Michael is a wonderful, knowledgeable, inquisitive travel companion.

On October 4th. my daughter, Suzanne, steered our rental car over the border into Idaho, the remaining state to fulfill my Bucket List of seeing all 50 states. What a wonderful moment. Suzanne had driven almost 1,200 miles. What a trooper! What a great travel companion. Just as on our trip to Ireland she was thrilled with all the sheep. She tolerated her dad who knows less than nothing about wines. Oregon, the 49th. state, on my list is overflowing with wineries. She too is curious and determined. We tracked down every covered bridge and either drove through or walked through all of them.

All of my travel began with a train trip from Spartanburg, South Carolina to Kansas City, Missouri/Kansas when I was a senior in high school. Our senior class trip was to Washington, D.C. Liz and I, Suzanne and Michael’s mother, traveled to Puerto Rico and the American Virgin Islands when I was invited to speak to the Caribbean Speech and Hearing Association. She and I also went to San Francisco, New York, and Boston. After her untimely death, Suzanne, Michael and I went to Ireland when I spoke to the European Speech and Hearing Association. My brother-in-law, John Wallace, and I went to Australia when I spoke to the speech association there. That was a trip Liz and her father before her were supposed to make.

Nine years later, Carol and I went to England, Scotland and Wales on our honeymoon. We went to Alaska the following year. What an experience! She and I traveled even into her losing battle with Alzheimer’s disease.

What can I say other than how grateful I am to have two children who gave up their time so that their dad could complete his Bucket List? I hope they know that as much as I love travel, traveling with each of them surpasses anything I will ever see or experience. There is a great big beautiful world out there filled with people anxious to be friends. Don’t worry. I am compiling a new list.

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