A Skillet CD (yes, I still listen to and prefer Cd's. I'm that old!) is in the player of our van right now. And because I hate switching CD's if I don't have to, sorting through dozens of them, trying to find one I'm in the mood for... I leave the Skillet one in the player and just keep listening to the same song over and over again (with a few other songs thrown in too): American Noise. I really like this song. Anyway, it made me think of the post I wrote about it 5 1/2 years ago now (wow, time flies!). And after re-reading that post, I decided to print it again, because it stills fits. In fact, there's even more noise in America now - in the world - than there was then. (Anyone else getting sick of it all too?) So here it is, the previous post on it: I was driving the other day, and this song began playing from a CD my husband had in the CD player. I had never heard it before, but for some reason, it struck me. I don't know why, but it did. It s
