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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Beach Bound

California
dancin in the ocean
how I love you
better wear some lotion
suns always shining
no one compares to you.
Train lyrics Breakfast in Bed

This year the kids are more excited than ever before.
This will be our ninth year at the beach.
We are boarding a plane for LAX
renting our RV and hitting the beach
We love and cherish everyday there.
Santa Barbara here we come.
I secretly hope one of our children beg to go to college here.
We cruise around on our bikes...stopping at the candy store.
Watching the sun go down from the beach.
Roasting mash mellows to the sound of the ocean.
Buggy boarding until we have rashes and scares.
Becoming sleepy to the sound of the tide.
Being down right sad every time we round the corner in Ventura
and head east for home...saying good bye to the ocean.
Let the good times roll!
I will post pictures when we get home.

Monday, July 4, 2011

My Place..My Home..America the Beautiful

I have traveled enough to know that
America is a special and tranquil place.
I have an outburst of emotion after being away 
and then again come home to
American soil.
America holds my heart and loyalty.

Let Freedom Ring
When an American says he loves his country,
he means not only that he loves the New England hills,
the prairies glistening in the sun,
the wide and rising plains, the great mountains, and the sea.
He means that he loves an inner air,
an inner light in which freedom lives and in which
a man can draw the breath of self-respect.
Adlai Stevenson