Civil War

The Kadizzles are sitting around the breakfast table in Richmond.  At Uncle Ben's 1880 home in the Church Hill section of Richmond the coffee brings us to life. Yesterday we walked around Belle Isle. The island in the James River was a prison during the Civil War.  Uncle Ben is one of the foremost experts on the Civil War and currently makes his living appraising Civil War artifacts.  Ben lives breathes and sleeps Civil War.  His knowledge of the war is detailed beyond comprehension. Ben can tell you what brand wiping paper each Civil War general preferred.  Yesterday Ben quickly declared a Civil War hat fake.

Our crew has been eating like royalty.  Every night we have been enjoying some local fine eatery.  This is not Hazen, North Dakota.  Both daughters are fine cooks and at Megan's we also had excellent meals.  Fighting the gravity is hopeless.

Give me the west.  The East Coast is a mess.  The cities are run down and the rich poor divide is just making things worse.  As we have become a country of rich and poor the rich don't give a damn about the problems of the poor.  In the old days we operated more as one people.  Now the rich move behind their gates and let the unwashed have their fun in the crumbling areas of town.  Traffic is insane.  Politicians simply refuse to address high speed rail or any other solution that might cost the Koch brothers a dime in oil sales.  Oh yes, the noise.  Now we have idiots that drive around in booming vehicles deliberately annoying everyone.  Why is it tolerated?