Finger Lickin’ Freedom: 4 Things I Love About America….
I left San Francisco as Friday’s sunset descended, hightailing it on Interstate 80 to make Tahoe for Memorial Day weekend. My speakers blasted Steely Dan and I sang along off key, hoping the wind from my open windows would enhance my soprano. My mind, once saturated with thought, was becoming free. At exit 96, I called my friend. “I have a confession,” I uttered. “I kinda like my own