Gentlemen, my son is in the kitchen working his personal magic on ribeyes and pork chops. But when he first arrived he came down to my study and disarmed himself. I teased him about being a newb of a concealed carrier. But...it made me think about this group. We don't all see eye to eye, and sometimes I puzzle over the East Coast sensibilities that are part and parcel of being here, including Pork Roll (which we are planning to try). I know, I'm a right-wing, anti-abortion, limited government, gun-toting whacko, and a lousy golfer. But I love cigars, and I love good conversation, and it is a highlight of my day to check in here. Y'all are good people, and good friends.
On this day of celebration of Liberty, which we do all agree on even if it means different things to us, I offer my best wishes. I have not yet gotten the privilege of meeting any of you face-to-face, but you are my friends, and if any one of you messaged me and said you were in trouble, I'd book the next available flight.
I bid you my best wishes. Y'all are important to me. And tonight I am hosting my MIL and SIL, both of whom along with my wife trace their lineage to Newark.
May you enjoy the blessings of liberty...yuh commie bastiges. Peace.