Yesterday, on the Fourth here in Bisbee, we had a large crowd at our house, watching the parade, eating, and talking. It was a fun day all around and the fireworks last night were spectacular.
Our house is on the parade route in Warren, one part of Bisbee. When we lived here for 10 years before we lived in "Old Town" or old Bisbee up the road and on the canyon walls.
Part of the time during the parade I spent some time talking with an old friend who has lived in Mexico for a long time and I was asking her about her thoughts on whether and how I should proceed with my Spanish.
In the middle of this conversation two young people came in who were volunteering in the Bisbee area, gathering signatures for a single payer option and also working as volunteers on the border. They had been invited in by some of our friends who knew them. They had recently come from Atlanta where she had earned a master's in nursing at Emory.
Of course when they mentioned health care reform, I was off to the races, bloviating about my own experiences and great wisdom in these matters. It was quite a performance: me talk, you listen, and they were polite, pleasant and altogether too willing to let an old timer have his say.