this land is still his land, his, mine, ours

Woody Guthrie's birthday today it is.  His mother brought him into this vale of tears in July, 1912.    Yes," he'd write & sing, "as through this world I've wandered I've seen lots of funny men; Some will rob you with a six-gun, And some with a fountain pen”

I'll be thinking of that wise, rambling song-spinner today and the day will be better for it.