Today I saw
scrubs, paint-splattered jeans, suits, sweats, athletic sandals without socks, high heels, designer skirts, purses, walking canes, children slung on hips, children crawling on the floor, children peering over their parents' shoulders, high school seniors, senior citizens, middle-aged folks, overalls, uniforms, people with scarves on their heads, people of Latino, Asian, African, Middle-Eastern, and European ancestry, short people, tall people, people with curly hair, straight hair, coarse hair, fine hair, hair-sprayed hair, brown, black, blonde, red, blue hair, tatoos, piercings, be-jeweled people, bespectacled people, balding people, people in wheelchairs, people with walkers, people with running shoes, people of all skin tones and colors...
Today I saw
Americans.
And I was proud.
3 comments:
well don't go all John Rocker on us!
Your blog sums it up! Freedom, I never thought that word would mean so much to me; until I traveled to Cuba, Russia, Ukraine, Poland, and former East Germany. Thanks
loved this, by the way
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