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The significance of the independence of our country feels greatly diminished on the occasion of 250 years. What was intended by our founding fathers has been significantly corrupted as the presidency has been turned into a ruse for profiteering with blatant disregard for the majority of the country’s citizens.

My world this morning is a whirlwind of different events dividing my attention. We are up at the lake for the holiday weekend, which happens to be the 60th anniversary of our Wildwood Lodge Club, with special festivities and the return of former members’ families, digging into a multitude of reminiscences.

At the same time, I am enjoying the thrills of this year’s World Cup matches, which is hard to do because it takes a lot of time indoors in front of a TV screen. Compounding that is the start of the Tour de France stage race that will last three weeks.

Where will I find time to write about all this excitement?

I’m unsure. Just trying to write this, I am fighting distractions of family discussions, sunshine begging us to get outside, and the preliminary analysis of the bike race. Breakfast is being prepared, and the day is beckoning.

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