It’s what you find when you’re not looking…..

I have, way back there, some Viking ancestors.


A couple of bad asses, really.

And learned today that I also have some Puritans on the other side.

Boston hard cases, great-grandsons of the Mayflower:

One squinted into the sun, unbelieving,

At the red coats lined across from him on Concord Green.

That maybe explains why I occasionally have

The urge to pillage and ravish, maybe go for a little trip….

But still feel really, really guilty about it.