This year, let’s put patriotism over politics.

July is a deeply patriotic month. But what does that mean today, in a time when many confuse loyalty to politicians with love for this country? I’ve noticed that some Americans, disillusioned by political noise, begin to behave in ways that seem more anti-patriotic and destructive than reflective. But patriotism, at its core, isn’t about political parties. It’s about gratitude for the freedoms and opportunities that, even with all our national flaws, still define this country.

I came to the United States 27 years ago as a war refugee with two suitcases and a heart full of hope. I don’t have dark skin. I’m not Jewish. Yet I’ve lived through ethnic cleansing, genocide, and the collapse of a nation. My homeland was torn apart by war. After escaping, I tried rebuilding my life in another European country, but no place welcomed me the way the United States did.

I barely spoke English when I arrived. Still, I was able to enroll in free English classes. Within three months, I had a job. I later received scholarships that covered my entire education, including a Ph.D. In 2006, I officially became an American citizen, a moment I’ll never forget. No other country, including the one I was born in, has ever given me the dignity, respect, and opportunity I’ve found here. For that, I’m forever grateful.

Some will say it’s because I’m white. Maybe. But unless you’ve tried to build a life in a country that doesn’t want you, unless you’ve held a passport that limits your freedom, you may not understand. In 1990s Germany, I was routinely insulted for my accent and accused of “stealing” jobs that no local wanted. I could not get jobs that I was qualified for or enroll in university because of my visa status. And yes, I am as white as they come.

Yet in the United States, even with my accent still intact after nearly three decades, I’ve only ever felt welcomed. I’ve never once been told I don’t belong. 

This issue of Utah Stories is about pioneers — not only those who came west in covered wagons, but those who, more recently, helped build the industries and communities we now take pride in.

We honor people like Thayne Tagge, whose sustainable farming techniques helped transform Utah agriculture. Tagge placed his land in a trust to ensure it would never become just another suburb, preserving its legacy for generations to come.

There’s Ian Brandt, who introduced Utah to plant-based dining long before it was trendy. His first Sage’s Café helped spark a quiet food revolution.

And then there’s Will Fryer, who opened Utah’s very first winery. Though that winery has since closed, it laid the groundwork for new ventures like Purple Sky Winery in Pleasant View.

Moab, our beloved outdoor mecca, didn’t build itself. Pioneers like Sheri Griffith from Sheri Griffiths Expeditions and John L. Williams of NAVTEC helped turn a sleepy desert town into a destination for adventurers from around the globe.

We also carved out space for some hidden history like the story of Mother Urban, one of Park City’s infamous “soiled doves.” Hers is not a simple tale of scandal, but one of survival, strength, and unlikely influence. She helped support the most vulnerable women of her time, and her work, while judged by many, contributed to the local economy in surprising ways.

So whatever your political beliefs, I invite you to take a step back from the noise. Social media and mainstream outlets often spin narratives that distract or entertain rather than inform. Take time this month to reflect on what you have. Consider the opportunities and the quality of life we enjoy in this country — even compared to many wealthy European nations.

This July 4th and 24th, let’s celebrate not only our history, but the possibilities and opportunities we are offered, especially to those willing to work, contribute, and build.

Happy Independence Day. Happy Pioneer Day. And thank you, America!

Feature Image by Richard Markosian.