American Phrase Friday



“Never go out to meet trouble. If you will just sit still, nine cases out of ten, someone will intercept it before it reaches you.”

-Clavin Coolidge

American Phrase Friday


This poem was written by my mother, Pam Bruns, in response to the separation of families at our border.



“Lo siento me hijo y hija.


Lo siento. Grief makes waves in torrents 

But your screams were wrapped in red tape and hidden in a canyon

Created by your own tears. 


Lo siento little one. I did not hear. I did not see. But now I do. 

Your deep canyon made an echo. Your tears changed the landscape. 

And shame settled as dust from the long road you walked. 


Lo siento niños. There is no place for shame to hide. 

And aching hearts must bear up under such destruction. 

Perhaps the wrong may yet be righted. 


Lo siento.”


Lo siento, little ones! I pray to God that you will see your families again, and that this madness will end soon. I am sorry, little ones. We are sorry.

My Mt. Rushmore Trip Thoughts

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Just so you all know, this isn’t the post I had been planning. I hope you like it, though! Anyway, if you read my ‘Sorry’ post, you’ll know that I wasn’t able to do much this past week because my family and I were in South Dakota. I wish I could tell you all the amazing things that we saw and did there, but if I did that, this post would be as long as Return of the King.

What I want to talk about is the Lighting Ceremony that Mount Rushmore does in the evenings throughout the summer. It’s nothing grandiose, it’s just a ceremony honoring the four Presidents on that mountain, and the men who put them there. In the middle, they show a small program giving context to each of Washington’s, Lincoln’s, Jefferson, and Roosevelt’s terms. After that we listened to America the Beautiful, and then sang the National Anthem as the flag was lowered by military personnel from the audience. It was powerful. And it got me thinking.

Being patriotic isn’t a bad thing. It’s not a ‘dumb’ thing, reserved only for rednecks and the odd history buff. Our country is wonderful, beautiful, diverse, amazing, and awesome. I don’t use those words lightly. Awesome literally means ‘to inspire awe’. Your national heritage isn’t something that only exists because you live somewhere. It’s your heart, it’s your drive, your will, your beliefs, and your dreams. America is a dream. Love her! Our founding fathers did. All of the greats in our history loved America with a passion. Do you ever wonder what our country would be like if they were still here? News flash, they are.

We can do amazing things, just like they did, if we just love our nation and fight for her morals. If we just give her, and ourselves, a chance, who says that we can’t be what we were? The only thing that’s missing is that passion, that reckless abandon to chase after what we know is right. Gen Z, let’s be the generation that people point to and say, “That’s who brought America back to her Golden Days. That’s the generation who brought back the patriotic fire of the stars and stripes, they’re the ones who preserved this great nation.” Why not, guys? Why not?


Sorry I missed this past week, it was a crazy one. I won’t be able to post this week either. My family and I are going to Mount Rushmore. (So excited!) I’ll make up for all this next week, I have a rough plan as to what I’m doing. I hope you guys like it, and thank you for your patience!