Independence
It seemed as if this were the Loom of Time, and I myself were a shuttle mechanically weaving & weaving away at the Fates; and here, thought I, with my own hand I ply my own shuttle and weave my own destiny into these unalterable threads.
Moby Dick (1851) by Herman Melville
Previous incarnation. I retain some of his memories.
Yes! You live in a great neighborhood, where many folks know each other and look out for each other. And love to celebrate!
Looking forward to doing that today. And there will be Food!
Gary you look great…..
Sadly, this July 4, I feel like mourning instead of celebrating our country.
I know how you feel. We’re in a terrible down cycle.
Agree, Barb and Gary. I hardly felt like flying our flag.