...which I realize is a purely American Holiday (except for those native Americans that were here before the better-armed Americans arrived).
But almost everyone enjoys a day off from work, at least. Well...except for those of us who are retired and get to do chores no matter what day of the week it is. And I guess for those who are unemployed and wish they had work to have a day off from in the first place.
I didn't mean to turn into the Fourth of July Grinch. Sorry. Keep it simple, Mark. Happy Fourth of July.
And I thought I'd better send out a message so that anyone who is still bothering to follow me will know that I am still alive although buried under a growing avalanche of boxes and furniture and knick-knacks...
Some of which will go to the new house
Some of which will go to an auction house
Some of which will go to a yard sale
Some of which will go to the trash
...I'm not quite sure which box I used to store my mind.