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Today's Independence Day. On July 4th 1776 the declaration of independence was signed and American was free from the Kingdom of Great Britain. There's a parade and fireworks in town and hundreds of people have arrived. I always think of Popeye on this day. He was a local guy who drank a lot and collected cans for money. Everyone called him Popeye because he looked just like him and every 4th he would dress in a Popeye costume for the parade. He died in 2000 and I heard that he was found dead in a portable toilet in full costume. A local artist named Jay Critchley called him "the Town Crier for the unspoken".
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