It’s a Grand Ole Flag

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Unity, the proverbial bone of contention, and the reason I carried a jar with me on my impromptu visit to Saint Paul’s Chapel in Lower Manhattan yesterday (to catch the inevitable rush of drops from my eyeballs).  Some women who have better bodies than most of us, and a whole lot less shame, wrap themselves in it (no, not when they die, silly).… [Read more]