Much has been made of the America of yore slowly dying on the vine. This topic is as timely as ever lately as our candidates have masqueraded around the country striving to convince different demographics that they’ve been systematically oppressed and victimized in the name of economy or efficiency, that interstates and free trade are to blame for their feelings of malaise. 827 more words
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Fall is the season of leaves turning red and gold, the season of school buses and frosty mornings, and the season for battle. In ancient times, when things got tense at home, men could prove themselves by putting on 80 pounds of armor and joining the Crusades. 277 more words
Dad and I were rolling into the parking lot of the visitor center when the GPS beeped at us.
I stuffed the rest of my slightly stale, blueberry-ish bagel, courtesy of the continental breakfast at the Embassy Suites in Las Vegas, in my mouth and grabbed the device sitting on the dash. 777 more words