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Don’t Have My Cow, Man!
If you were driving from Southhampton to New York City, late on a summer afternoon in 2006, you may have seen something peculiar. Many people did a double-take, disbelieving their eyes. Is that…? No, it couldn’t be… It wasn’t a bird. It wasn’t a plane. It was Hubby, tootling along Route 27. He had the…
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Mine Eyes Have Seen The Gaudy
Whenever the Fourth of July rolls around, I start reminiscing about 1976. It was, of course, the 200th anniversary of our nation’s sovereignty. For the year leading up to it, our collective American consciousness was obsessed with all things Bicentennial. As the world’s leaders in conspicuous consumption, what better way for Americans to mark such…