May The 4th Be With You

Gentle readers, I’m out. Taking a long weekend.

May your barbeques be hot, your drinks be cold, and your sun block at SPF 50 or better. Peace.

You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.Erma Bombeck