Jack of Harts

I’m celebrating Fourth of July with family right now.

Fourth of July 250. It is the first time I have seen some of the family in many years. Some only four years ago when Mom died. Some when my uncle died eleven years ago. Some much longer than that. We see each other on facebook and other social media every day, but that’s not really the same.

Something that was awesome along the way? I drove through a lot of small town Minnesota to get here, and I loved seeing the rows and rows of American flags. The construction equipment with flags the size of houses hanging from them. It was all so amazing. One gets so used to seeing so many people hating on America in the news, on TV, or on social media. Getting out of the big city and touching the grass of normal America is just so… perfect.