Educated Rambling

I saw a bald eagle soaring the freedom skies of northern Michigan today. It was a picturesque moment that would’ve made Bob Ross pause on the canvas to wipe a single tear. I nodded and the eagle winked. He flew overhead for but a short time, soon we’d parted ways to the tune of Whiz Khalifa. Veterans Day comes once a year, but I hope it’s not that long before I see you again. May your searing screeches on high remind us that freedom is not free, but beers at the bar tonight better be. A poetic salute to my brethren of all branches on this day.