Happy 4th of July Island style!

On the tiny island of Alameda, every 4th of July the town comes together to put on a 4th of July parade. Now, this isn't just any parade, but legend has it, the Alameda parade is the longest 4th of July parade west of the Mississippi. Coming in at 3.3 miles, almost 200 entries and about 10,000 spectators---the small town is out in full force.

This year, as during every election year, the candidates (and their local teams) come out in full force. Team Hillary was no exception. As the event was local and within walking distance from my apartment, I was 100% on board.

What I didn't realize when I signed up to participate is that I would have the opportunity to see a tiny splice of what Hillary Clinton running for president really means to not only this tiny town, but the entire country.

Our group for the day was not that large. Maybe 15 people, all women, but from all different backgrounds. We had high school and college students, retirees, professional singles, moms. From all different races and all different parts of the East Bay. This event got thrown together in less than a week, so I imagine we would have had a bigger turnout if there had been more time to promote it.

It was really neat to get to talk to these women from different walks of life. All coming together to support HRC.

As the parade began, we had many excited people approach us, asking for stickers and buttons. There were a lot of supporters out there that I didn't know existed in Alameda.

(Yes, I know that Hillary won most of California during the primary, but Bernie Fans have always been so much more vocal)

Women of all ages were excited. They were fired up and they shouted their support. Men were excited too. There were of course a few "Un-Fans" (It's what I've decided to call the "Boo-ers" of the crowd) but not as many as I thought there would be. I really do think that most people, from all sides, are coming together and can at least agree upon the fact that we really need to #DumpTrump.

What really got me was all the little girls who would shout for Hillary as we passed by them. These little girls will never know a USA where it would be an oddity to see a woman running for President. Even in the off chance that HRC does not win, becoming a US President will always be a reality for them. They've seen that women can at least be in the running, that it can happen and that for them, a woman in office won't be weird.

And it choked me up a little bit.

If I'm ever blessed to have a daughter, I will 100% want her to know that her opportunities are not limited. That there are women like Hillary Clinton and Ruth Bader Ginsburg and Susan B. Anthony and Harriet Tubman and Eleanor Roosevelt and Eliza Hamilton (hello, obligatory Hamilton reference) who sacrificed a lot to get us here today. And that most importantly, the choices and chances that she has are built on the shoulders of those women hard work and dedication and unwillingness to quit.

I don't really care that sometimes people criticize me for being so involved in this campaign (or being a Hillary Follower in general) because I know that I'm on the right side of history. I know that it is time to break that glass ceiling. That it is time to raise our voices against hate and bigotry. That I'm helping build a world that I'll be proud of.

And isn't that what the dream for a young America was?

#youngscrappyhungry

(yes, one final Hamilton reference)