We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Of all of his great tunes, my favorite is These are the Days from Avalon Sunset. A tear-jerker, and rightly so.
And it happens to be a theme song of the wonderful Rockbrook Camp in NC, where girls learn about independence, courage, endurance, horses, white-water kayaking, rock-climbing, guns, corny camp songs, bonfires, heavy-duty hiking, God, life-long friendship, shaving-cream battles, and everything else that matters in life.