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 It's a quiet fourth for me this year, no Flathead Lake - Hubby is at work, the NorDak crew are happily at the lake in North Dakota, the California Dreamin' crew are on the Pacfic Coast, and the Chick is enjoying peace and quiet after a very patriotic show of fireworks this spring while the legislators were visiting her town. So I have time to pause and reflect on 4ths gone by.... Dad and I on a boat ride I suspect that my favorite fourth of July celebrations will be the times in my childhood when we spent th
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