If That Ain’t Country, then We Rise Like Smoke for The Country That I Know and I’ll Sing For You, my American Soldier
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If That Ain’t Country, then We Rise Like Smoke for The Country That I Know and I’ll Sing For You, my American Soldier

I love three-day weekends, don’t you?  It’s nice when Sunday feels like Saturday and there’s no need for an alarm Monday morning.  Of course a certain little 5-year old will be an alarm system at the crack of dawn, since no matter what time the sun rises, that’s when he does, too.  It’s Memorial Day,…