Month: March 2007

Medly of Home

Ah. Tonight, I burst with pleasure to be an American. Ours is a strong way, a proud way. There’s an attitude–a relaxed, informality–to being an American that, I have good reason to believe, makes life uniquely enjoyable. Enjoyable to walk around this rural-suburban sprawl that I call my neighborhood, my home, in the darkening twilight. […]