On this year’s Fourth of July, I couldn’t help but be reminded — courtesy of a dusty old American History textbook — of a period of time during which America first became a British colony. The old Plymouth days were not perfect (by not perfect, I mean that the colonists almost starved to death because agriculture was not their strong suit). Fortunately, their tribal neighbors found them pathetic, but nonetheless took pity on them and explained that crops fare better when soil and water are involved.
