When I feel America, I feel PRIDE. Not the pride of observing the deeds of others, but the pride of participation, of ownership, the pride of being an American. We are not perfect, therefore we adapt, we are not God, therefore we err and then correct. We are blessed beyond all imaginings, we are Americans
Thursday, December 3, 2015
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