America, the lover who jilted me.

"Good-bye, America. I loved you." So said Jim Morrison. Not my favorite poet, but that choked me up a bit. I can relate. It's a mistake to think a dissident hates the land of his birth. Not me. Quite the opposite. I don't expect anyone to understand why "my heart is of this place." Not of Capitol Hill, but of the Black Hills, though they're not mine. A love of the Big Sky, complicated but real.