More than an excuse to hop on a pontoon boat, eat some fried chicken, drink a cold beer and float on a noodle all day, the Fourth is upon us.
I'll be spending the day listening to Lynrd Skynrd and firing bottle rockets at hippies. Man, I love America. I love this dysfunctional family and all of our baggage. The things that get me riled up or pissed off can take a break for a few days and I'll think about how all of the stuff that does tear us apart also brings us together.
America has been made great by our struggles as a nation and our desires for the common good. The cynicism and frustration are ours together as we continue on a path that makes this country great.
God Bless America, God Bless our differences and God Bless fried chicken and potato salad.