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The First Fourth of July Celebration
The first time I recall celebrating the Fourth of July was during the American bicentennial in 1976. Growing up in New York City, my parents awakened my sisters and me early to witness the Parade of Tall Ships as it sailed into the Hudson River. Even as a child, this breathtaking display fostered a sense of the grand power of the United States. The extraordinary event also instilled another feeling—a belief that America, my homeland, would do everything in its power to protect me, my family, and all its citizens.
This Independence Day, Americans face two contrasting realities. Most will be surrounded by family and friends, enjoying baseball, hot dogs, and ice cream cones. However, for my American family and numerous families with hostages, this day starkly contrasts with those celebrations. On this day dedicated to freedom, my son Itay will endure his 638th day in captivity, likely alone in the dark, cold tunnels of Hamas in Gaza. He, along with 49 other hostages, remains deprived of his freedom, while their families languish in uncertainty, unable to partake in the joys of Independence Day.
Keeping Human Rights at the Forefront
This Fourth of July compels us to look beyond the haze of fireworks. It is essential to remember that the national holiday celebrates our hard-fought, long-defended freedom. An attack on the freedom of any American, including the taking of U.S. citizens hostage, is an attack on the liberty of us all. Hostage-taking should serve as a liability with dire consequences, not an asset. As long as Hamas continues to hold Americans hostage, it signifies a victory for evil and terrorism.
My son, only 19 at the time of his abduction, can no longer watch Mets games with his brothers—a pastime he cherished. He misses out on trying to strike me out during neighborhood pickup games or checking in at the grill, asking when the food will be ready. This Independence Day, the absence of his freedom reverberates loudly through our lives.
Enduring the Nightmare
This Fourth of July, my family and I will awaken to the same nightmare we do every day. Each moment begs the harrowing question: Where is my son, and how can we bring him home?
Currently, all our thoughts focus on one goal. Every parent understands the panic that washes over you when your child goes missing, even for a few moments at a playground or store. But when your child is kidnapped, especially by terrorists, the singular thought is to get them back, regardless of their condition. Until we can embrace Itay again, we cannot begin to process what lies ahead or plan for the future. Moving forward remains impossible when this wound stays open.
Rallying for Support
In light of recent historical victories over Iran, Hezbollah, and Hamas, it becomes crucial for us to reflect and embrace President Donald Trump’s policy of prioritizing