When was the last time I was awake at 4:15 a.m.? Beats me. It was hard to drag Self out of bed this morning, but I had a 6 a.m. flight to DC, so there was no alternative. Besides, I was kind of excited about flying again for the first time since February 2020. “What’s that in your front pocket?” the TSA man said. I pulled out my silver cross and St. Ben…
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