Feeling American

Nothing makes me feel more American than waiting for Canadian relatives to arrive. And on July 4, too!

My sister sent me photos of her and the kids on the flight, and I almost didn’t recognize them. I haven’t seen them for exactly 18 months. (We talk on the phone constantly, for hours, but we don’t do Zoom meetings.)

By the way, nobody asked the 5-year-old to wear a mask in the airports or on either flight.

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