What happened to my America. The easy one, laid back and gentle, stirring in equal measures pride, hope, and a sense of optimism. Was it youth, a young body who could go all day with eyes better to see? No, it was America. I was proud of America and proud to be known as an American. Right was right, good, good, and sunshine lit the way. I made model Lunar landers, played sports, wore a cowboy hat, and listened to The Guess Who and Bread. I went off the reservation but never thought I was doing right. Remember right was right and I knew right, my mom and dad always ensured that. I am often shamed by America today, of our government, our media, our churches, and our entertainment. It reminds me of the old Hank Williams song, Drifting to Far From the Shore. I sit at Fair Haven and watch my America drifting away.
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