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There is a large brass belt buckle in the display case at the vintage store. “Spirit of ’76″ it reads. A small 17 sits above 19 in front of the ’76. The Spirit of 1776 was Democracy. It was revolutionary to demand independence, to want a loose union of states where representatives were elected by voters. I was a child in 1976, and bicentennial fervor in the air still sticks in my memory. The little village of Greenland New Hampshire put on Summerfest in July to celebrate our nation. Men and women dressed up in Revolutionary War costumes and made camp in the field between the grade school and the cemetery.

My brass buckle has a Ford truck on it, and I remember buying feathered roach clips from some traveling grifter who was on the Summerfest circuit. I was seven maybe. Had no idea. Just wanted to hang them off my jean jacket. Two canons stood dormant, having been dragged to the grassy area in front of the school after World War II. I climbed up on one and wondered when I could go to war.