Today’s post will be rather brief, my friends. We’ve decided to head into Manhattan to take part in a protest march. Peaceful, of course – we wouldn’t do it any other way. It starts in Union Square with speeches and then moves up Fifth Avenue to (That Man’s) Tower.
It will be a long day, which seems very daunting to me at the moment, as I’ve just been out of bed for about a half hour. But worth it, I think. When I think of our current President’s legacy that is now in grave danger, I must speak out in support of him.
I’ll take pictures, of course.
A note: I’m going to be 64 years old in 9 days. I’ve always been someone who speaks out and fights for the underdog. I came of age during the Vietnam War and the Civil Rights movement – a time of protests. If I didn’t speak out now, I would be very disappointed in myself.
Do I need to say it again? This blog = a journal about my life = the good, bad, pretty, happy, sad, and what I believe in. If you want just nice posts and pretty pictures, you’ll indeed get that 98% of the time, but not always. You are welcome to move on if that doesn’t suit you. I don’t really need to hear about it but if that makes you feel better, okay.
There’s a pretty picture for you!
I have a horse story to share with you soon, either tomorrow or Monday.
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