The time to have the general populace of the neighborhood to scratch their heads in curiosity.
The time to have the local members of the John Birch Society overheat their pacemakers.
The time to celebrate!
The first two weeks of August are the birthday weeks of the elder two Cotterman boys.
In honor of their birthdays, and in memory of the hell they used to raise in younger days
(yeah, I occasionally did things that I'm not terribly impressed with today),
the Pirate Flag flies again over the home territories!!!
