LIFE and PAUL

Paul on the porch
No matter where you go, there you are.


Conformist
Sitting on the front porch of our Northern Virginia home, un­shaven most of the time. Work­ing from home here I am, hoping to return to a part of the Nation where people have at least one foot in reality. And I'm not talking about the foot on the gas pedel of some huge SUV.

This town takes pride in being and thinking just like each other. Unable to see a world outside of their comfortable 'little' lives. Fearfull of the outside they just can't understand,' why can't people be just like us?

I have noticed that our Country's Flag no longer flies on any of the homes on our block, and the candles that had been lit in the windows for our troops for the last two years are also out. So shallow, so sad and these are the fools that made America what it is today.

Oh well like the photo caption says.
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