On this day in 1852, an Uncle Sam cartoon appeared for the first time in a publication titled the N.Y. Lantern.
Uncle Sam has always inspired a bit of awe in me, and a bit of fear. As a child, I thought he must be a powerful, powerful man. Although, his white hair fell like age upon his shoulders, his eyes reminded me of my grandfather’s blue eyes, my grandfather’s strong, blue eyes.
Pop, my grandfather, was a minister. On Sundays, I sat in his church, the Memorial Church of Totowa (Totowa, New Jersey), with my parents and sister. Now and then, he would lean on his pulpit, and, with a stern, stern face, point at members of his congregation, point at me. It was terrifying and awe-inspiring all at once.
Happy birthday, Uncle Sam.
I miss ya, Pop. Love ya too. I’ll see you soon.