When I awoke, I was a year older than the night before, and it was Independence Day. As the sun came up, I visited a friend to join him as he toasted the 4th of July with an ice cold Bud, a tradition he has practiced for the last 39 years. Then at 7 a.m. to another friend's for a cup of coffee and to swap stories.
It was a beautiful, relatively cool day with low humidity, so I chose to wash all of the outside windows. I took a lunch break and drove to Porky's and brought home a great pulled pork sandwich and a few cracklins. That was a treat.
And in the evening, we went to some friends house for a 4th of July celebration. It was a great day.
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