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.