I remember when I was very young, my family went on a trip to the northeast. We camped in Vermont, and visited some family friends in New Hampshire. I remember encountering the phrase "live free or die" there for the first time, and being really confused. I must have been 6 or 7. There are some tough notions in there. Freedom, death. A lot to think about really. I have fond memories of that trip.
This morning, I couldn't get my route done any faster. It's not in me to drive like a maniac, and I think that's the only way I could really do it. The papers don't come off the presses any earlier in the morning just because I'm Curt G. Jimenez.
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