(Reprinted from the Philadelphia Forum, July 31, 1997) In his Fourth of July speech at Independence Hall, Ted Turner created a small flurry when he suggested we should switch to a less militaristic national anthem. There was a time when I would have agreed with him. Lately, however, I've begun to feel the anthem we have has some appealing virtues. For one thing, since we only sing one verse, it may be the only national anthem that usually ends with a question. That's an appropriate quality, it seems to me, when the nation being glorified is an open ended experiment. A truly militaristic anthem would proclaim that our flag will fly over our country-- and perhaps a few others-- until the universe implodes. Ours merely asks if the symbol of our nation has made it through another night. My favorite Fourth of July ritual is the ceremony that starts behind Independence Hall in the afternoon. The first half of the ceremony honors the politicians who signed the Declaration of Independence. The second half takes place in front of the memorial to the Unknown Revolutionary Soldier in Washington Square, where a wreath laying pays homage to the nameless footsloggers who enforced the politicians' decision. For the last three years, the ceremony has included a Star Spangled Banner sung by a soloist from one of our local music schools. In 1995, AVA baritone Edward Albert inaugurated the series with a particularly moving performance. Albert's restrained, beautifully modulated approach projected the dignified pleasure the citizen of a great democracy should feel when he sings the national song of his country on an important occasion. In 1996, Curtis tenor Kamil Boutras sang the anthem with classic operatic flair without overdoing it. This year another baritone, Curtis graduate Richard Shapp, attacked his moment on stage with a fervor that caught me by surprise. I hadn't heard Turner's speech so I didn't realize Shapp was probably responding to his remarks. It was a pleasure to hear all three of them. We should be grateful, nowadays, for any event that lets us hear that soaring melody sung by vocalists who don't have to take a breath every three syllables. Copyright (c) 1997 by Tom Purdom. All rights reserved. This document may be printed out and archived for personal use only. All other use is strictly prohibited. A slightly different version of this piece appeared in the Philadelphia Forum for July 31, 1997
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