"National Anthem"
My street was full of huge trucks bringing telephone poles and the workers who would be installing them to my block. Two trucks flanked my driveway and the man in the hard hat indicated that it was safe for me to back into the street.
I stopped and rolled down the window.
"Are you guys from the phone company or the power company?"
"We're working for the power company. Contractors from Chicago." Then he raised his fist and said, "Jersey Strong! Am I right?"
"Yeah," I said. "Right."
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