We had a marvelous dinner of traditional burgers on the grill. Then, at dinner, Wendy recited the Declaration of Independence including each of the signers. We spent time discussing the meaning of various… er… declarations. As it happened, the fox that lives in our backyard came out to eat some berries out of the yard. We decided to name him Button, after Button Gwinnett. His nickname is Butt. Not sure that’s a good thing.