Working Up

by Dwayne Phillips

Once again, we celebrate the birth of our nation. We celebrate that our nation exists. We celebrate that folks from other places like our nation so much that they scramble to come here.

Happy birthday America (tomorrow). We are still here. Folks from other places seem to think we have something so good here that they scramble and do just about anything to come here and stay here. Must be something good here.

Yep, and we disagree all the time about ourselves. Don’t see many folks leaving. Something must be pretty good here.

Happy birthday to a place where something good happens everyday.