Well, here I am about to participate, as a Park Ranger, in the observance of the 150th anniversary of the Battle of Manassas.
In 1966, after all the centennial hoopla, which I was swept up in, I asked my mother when the nation would being doing such a thing again. She replied "In the year twenty eleven, fifty years from now."
My first thought, honestly, was "I'll be dead by then."
You can only imagine my delight at still being here, though you might also note that it will be 100 degrees on Friday.
Maybe that thirteen-year-old version of me knew what he was talking about after all.
Staying hydrated, in preparation for the big event.
Ranger Mannie
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What a privilege - bet you never would have predicted this those years ago!
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