All my friends are getting old. One just turned 70. Another 90. When I was 30, people that age looked awfully old.
This past Monday, I said yes. I should have said no. And now I regret it.
The most dangerous man in America is dead.
Today is the First Sunday in Lent. I’m not giving up anything. I’m not taking on anything. I’m happy with the way I am.
Today is Valentine’s Day. I’m not a big fan.
I attended tonight’s Super Bowl last year—in a dream. Nothing in that dream will happen tonight. But something nearly as incredible will.
The insurrection came. The impeachment came. The inauguration came. And then along came Magnolia.
Trump is not Napoleon. The United States is not France. The 19th century is not the 21st. And yet.
A raging mob stormed the Capitol on Wednesday, January 6. Honestly, I’ve felt like doing that myself numerous times.
On the second day of this new year I walked the battlegrounds of Antietam. I’ve walked those grounds many times. But this time was different.
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