Later is NOW.
As a back story, Holland and I were driving around DC one afternoon, reminiscing about trips that we've taken. We went back to one of our first trips here in DC when we went down to see Mark run his marathon in NYC. (See post here.) On the way back from NYC, we stopped in Philadelphia to get a quick run down of the history. We were taking a tour of Independence Hall. Here's what I wrote from my initial recap:
"At one point, she was telling us about the birth of our Nation and she goes, "And THIS was the day that America was born," and then she got REALLY quiet. I think she was trying to let it all sink in. Holland took this silence as something else. He thought she was waiting for our response, so what does he do? He goes, "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" That's right. My husband cheered for the birth of America. Our tour guide was surprised at the outcry, but I think she appreciated it. We sure did."
As Holland and I were talking about this moment, Holland gave me a golden quote:
"The REAL question is why was I the only one cheering? Does no one love America?"and then:
"Apparently, there was only one patriot in that room. Oh wait, two. Me and the lady telling the story."
Okay, Captain America, okay.