Getting back to the city is a mix of imagery and sounds and smells.  Rows and rows of mowed grass.  An An All Aboard the Trump Train handpainted sign let's me know we're on the ledge of the great divide in this election cycle.  Compassionate somebodies plug the word "together" everywhere we could get lost.  Remaining one Nation is the ideal and the goal.  

  In the past when we've been here, the majority of us re-ups on hard work and earning and investing.  And in that function there is space and growth potential for individuality too.  Our most devisive issues turn into a patchwork of possibility, not a tyranny of told what to do--not in reality.  There are factors which influence the broadstrokes and how balance rocks in turbulence, but our civility is a strong cement.