Born for another time
One thing I have said most of my life is that I was born at the wrong time. In middle school and high school I actively reenacted the American revolution. Sometimes on the side of British highlanders, towards the end as continental artillery. It’s where I developed my love of kilts.
One weekend per month all technology was left behind and we truly lived …
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