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Shedding Some Light Into My Little Part of the Country

I wasn’t going to post anything to commemorate Independence Day this year because I’m not feeling very patriotic.  What I am feeling is embarrassed, disgusted, fearful and sad.

I really don’t like feeling this way about America due to a select bunch of assholes.  America isn’t like that.  I was an American long before the Crazy Train took over. So today I stopped and reflected about what, for me, makes America my America.

I compiled a list and started with the basics:  my family and friends

Then I began thinking about what being an American means to me.  Freedom.  Simple things like getting in my car and driving to any state I want to and not having to present identification papers at each state border.  Knowing there are military forces that have protected us for years and will keep protecting us.  Knowing that journalists are our eyes and ears and we can choose to believe what they say or not believe what they say.  No matter what anyone else says.  I like being able to watch whatever I want on television at two in the morning without the government shutting the networks down.  It’s nice not having to sneak around to an out-of-the-way secret internet cafe to use Twitter because if the government found out I was using Twitter, I could be killed.  I love knowing I don’t have to respect anyone or show loyalty to anyone in the government.  Especially someone who doesn’t deserve it.

I then added the material things:

backyard barbecues




going to the beach

Disney World


Ben & Jerry’s ice cream

Patriots football

national parks

New England foliage



New York


the Statue of Liberty


After thinking about the things that make America what it is for me, I began to feel a little better.  Until the darkness that America is under passes, I will try to remind myself of these simple things to shed some light into my little part of the country.

“America will never be destroyed from the outside.  If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.” – Abraham Lincoln




I'm a writer. I'm also a wife and a parent who works too much and lives too little. In addition to writing I also love to read, listen to music, travel, cook, I enjoy looking for bargains at flea markets or thrift stores, Christmas, football and of course writing! How did I come up with the title of my blog? Two things: 1. I live in New England (duh) and 2. Canadian singer Alan Frew once arrogantly told me to "get a New England life"--again--DUH! I already HAVE one!