Pittsburgh and I have a pecial relationship. Pittsburgh knows that we can’t be together full-time for several reasons, but it still understands that I love it more than the others.
Pictures from my most recent conjugal visit (includes Uniontown and Youngstown)
“Mother, has Pop made America great again yet?”
“Not yet, Junior.“
I’m as terrified as any rational American should be right now.
I just don’t have anything constructive to add to the conversation.
Maybe I’ll think of something tonight when I (once again) wake up in the middle of the night and can’t get back to sleep.