Our Tradition
July 1st
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On our lawn in Thornburg, Virginia.
July 4th
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Same lawn, same flag pole.
Every year between July 1st and July 4th, Lyn and I (she is still Canadian and loyal subject of the Crown) stand on the lawn in period costume and beat the tar out of each other. We call it a re-enactment. Then on July 5th we become allies and trading partners again. We seal the treaty with rabid monkey sex. I'm not sure how historically accurate that part is.