My husband found this:
UPDATE: And I found this. It's a photo essay of a family over thirty years.« Daddy Democrat Wins Fact-esque's Brand New PA Political Blogger of the Week Award | Main | Big Boxes Line Up Against American Workers and Their Families »
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Ray wasn't singing about what he knew, 'cause Ray had been blind since he was a child. He hadn't seen many purple mountains. He hadn't seen many fruited plains. He was singing about what he believed to be.
Mr. President, we love America, not because of all of us have seen the beauty all the time.
But we believed if we kept on working, if we kept on marching, if we kept on voting, if we kept on believing, we would make America beautiful for everybody.
Where are the other fourteen minutes?
Posted by: The Heretik | August 10, 2006 at 07:09 PM
It's the internets, man! One minute = fifteen minutes. Act fast! Act now!
Posted by: eRobin | August 10, 2006 at 08:32 PM
Pretty good photo essay, but what's up with the eerie porn movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Account Deleted | August 11, 2006 at 09:01 AM