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States of Mind

When James was six years old, he saw the state of Virginia in a pothole in the alley behind our house. Today, at 11, he noticed the water marks on the driveway resembled the western boundary of the U.S., from Washington to Texas.┬áIf I’m still posting to this blog when he sees the whole country on pavement, someone please buy me a drink. Maybe he’ll be able to.