Love her... Hate her... the Great Experiment still survives.

I, as all Americans (even the Indians) are immigrants.

On my father's side the first Duke4Dirk immigrated to America from Germany in the 1850's and was a Stage Coach Driver. He made a family that later settled in Oklahoma.

On my mother's side they immigrated/ran away to America from Nazi Tyranny in Holland in 1940. My mother was 8 years old. They wound up in California.

In 1960 Duke4Dirk was hatched... in America.

It's been a great ride folks... this place has given me opportunity beyond belief. I've been self-employed most of my life and have reaped the rewards of hard work and dedication. I didn't become Donald Trump or Steve Jobs, but I've made my way through life on my own terms. I've raised a lovely family and now enjoy grand-kids on my knee.

So, for all you yanks out there that are feeling stressed out because things aren't so great or the future looks bleak... if a bonehead, overweight, near sighted, naive, KTM rider like me can make it here...well...

And which firearm will you be shooting?

1775

'MERICA! fook YEAH!!

I see a orange KTM Adventure b-hind the camp fire!

Out of M80's so my 16 ga. single will have to do. Still has a nice bark.

Play safe, keep all the fingers.

Don't jinx me guys D:

Duke4Dirk, just like your parents I'm an immigrant (from the UK), Married a Yank and took the oath and am a fully fledged citizen (dual citizenship ). I've travelled to 43 states and this is an incredible country. There's some crazy shit here for sure, but there's much to celebrate. I believe I ave made it here; set up a successful business in (Fook) New York and begun to raise a family. So, happy birthday America and cheers to all you folks on this forum, no matter where you reside in this lovey, fooked up world.

Brainwash... However we had nice evening with sushi and extensive alcohol & friends in our place

My wife and I have a tradition of riding the motorcycle to the cemetary on the hill and watching the fireworks after a b-b-que. It is romantic and patriotic and folklorick. I can rave on about the injustices that our America, but in the end I still get a bit choked up during the National Anthem.
happy Birthday America.

I'm going to wheelie around the block on my Super Duke and shoot my Springfield 1911 into the air like a cowbow yelling "MERICA"!

In the words of the great Jack Burton........"May the wings of liberty never lose a feather!"

Lucky Man....got three Eagles making a home in my back yard this 4th of July weekend.

Left my camera at work dang it...will have to post next week.

I love seeing these big birds.