Born in the ex-Republic of Texas
Yesterday a friend and I had lunch and ran a few errands. We stopped at the Bureau of Vital Statistics to get an extra copy of The Princess's birth certificate. As we waited in line, we saw the sample heirloom "Native Texan" birth certificates displayed on the wall. He and his wife had discussed choosing that when their baby was born, but hadn't. I said he should get her one now. He pointed out, I could get me one. And I can. Because I am. Born in Austin. So I did. Now I have a Texas vanity birth certificate suitable for framing. How crazy is that.
Some who know my political views find it rather ironic that I am a Native Texan and G.W. is not. He was born in Connecticut.