I can drive 25 miles east and arrive in Washington D.C., a bustling center of culture, politics and diversity. I can drive 25 miles west and arrive in the rolling hills of Virginia, where fruit farms and wineries dot the landscape, where history breathes. This is a beautiful place; my country, my state, my home.

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“O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!