Or not. My friend Robert (a good ole boy from Missouri, and proud of it) called me yesterday and told me "The bearded one is dead. Y'all can go home now."
I just wanted to share that with everyone. Though said in jest, there's true sentiment there. Problem is, "home" is 45 years gone. Are your bags really packed? Do you pretend to go back and recover something lost in time?
Let's all focus on those who stayed there, and how we can help them get things straight... that is if they want our help.
Me? I'm already home. God Bless America.