We've come about as far south as the Gulf of Mexico will allow, so now going to listen to Karen, the google directions lady, and "proceed to the north route and turn.........."
Thanks again to this real life playground of America and to so many of its people that we continue to met. They keep me learning and loving my trip to the "states".
At somewhere having visited over forty of the fifty,
I continue to block out all the worldly comments and opinions on what goes on, comes out of, polarises and politicises this country by people who watch and listen from a variety of arm length distances, venues and medias.
We continue to meet and have a hand extended in such a warm manner that makes me realise this gracious hospitality is occasionally absent even in our great homeland.
I am a volunteer of America.
I in my naivety I try to remember more the things that are or attempting to be fixed
rather than the things that are and had been broken.
Bye for now our sweet temporary home Alabama, Mississippi,....
Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
