Saturday, January 17, 2009

A Brother Abroad

I have never been a fan of bumper stickers, but I get while other people are. Much like wearing a political button or snarky tee shirt, I think there is something in each of us that wants to be heard, that wants to cut out an identity among a sea of cars on the Schuykill or the Beltway. The very nature of a blog is in keeping with this sentiment: we want to be heard, feel like we count, even feel recognition.

My husband came home from his horribly long commute the other night with news of a bumper sticker he happened to pass on the Atlantic City Expressway. The man driving the car with the sticker appeared to be in his seventies, maintained a tightly kept buzz cut, and never took his eyes off the road. His bumper sticker read:

"No longer lean, no longer mean, but still a Marine."

This is Day 4.

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