Man is a slave neither of his race nor his language, nor of his religion, nor of the course of rivers nor of the direction taken by mountain chains. A large aggregate of men, healthy in mind and warm of heart, creates the kind of moral conscience which we call a nation.
I love the smell of pumpkin pie in the evening; smells like victory! ROFLMAO Though I do find your lack of mincemeat disturbing.
Due to issues between the latest version of WordPress and my gallery plugin, galleries are currently broken. As a workaround, right-click gallery thumbnails and choose Open in New Tab or New Window.