Germany

Germany was born in Marshalltown, Iowa, in 1906. Unhappy with corn and disillusioned by a language it didn’t understand, Germany built a raft out of Pella windows and sailed down the Mississippi, through the Gulf of Mexico, and across the Atlantic Ocean. Germany watched carp, bass, and marlins swim beneath the raft until it ran aground just to the east of France. The climate was temperate with foehn winds. The ground was littered with bones. Cousins, Germany said, I will avenge you. Because no one is as committed as a convert. Because of that old joke about how Germans make the best Americans and the worst Germans.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

S p r i n g G u n P r e s s 2009

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