"What's all that stuff outside?"
"Stuff they can have!"
A son close to his mom peered into the boxes. "I'ma sure they don't need none of that crap." He grabbed a stick and lifted a bubble gum pink colored thong up into the air. First he squinted and pondered, then he turned more red than an actual beet. Behind his still, intense eyes a flood of emotions passed before he gasped and said, "Mother!"
"Oh that. Not mine."
"Not mine," some motorcycle riding women checked their jacket and sweatshirt pockets to be sure their "change of outfits" were on them. One mother wrestled one away from a daughter. She was flabbergasted. The mom stood ground, "You're father and I are married."
"I guess a lot of people might turn out."
"I can't remember ever seeing 'em off this way. But ours wanted us to ride."
It was through and battling our own internecine tendencies that we were able to put forth a Country of people standing with a Commander-in-Chief. Because we are a democracy there were splits in the ground from everywhere USA to Washington, but there was more support to bridge the gaps between us in lifestyle values to take the high road in preserving nation. We were achieving this maturity when 9112001 happened. When it did our nation re-joined the world ripping itself apart. But we did it as a strong America.
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