It’s a gorgeous night here in central Oklahoma. The full moon has waned, but is still large and beautiful. I don’t think I have ever seen so many fireflies, even back home in Louisiana when I was a child
I had drinks with my friends Terry and jerry tonight at Louie’s, here in Edmond. As always, with pretty Merideth waiting on us, I had a bit too much to drink. Marilyn, wonderful cook that she is, had a spring salad waiting for us when we finally made it to my house.
Sunday is the fourth of July, perhaps the most seminal holiday this country has. History is piling up on me. I feel it’s weight and I am chastened.