Sam Bloomfield presses his hands together and casts his eyes skyward in thanks for his country.
Under his left eye: "God Bless America."
Under his right: "Land of the Free."
Even larger across his forehead is "USA."
He wants people to read the words inked into his skin and think about them, a walking testament to free speech. They are saturated with a love for his adopted country that he has carried for decades.
At Bloomfield's house, it's always the Fourth of July.
He grew up poor in an island hut on Tonga, where they see the sunrise before the rest of the world.
He stowed away on a boat from American Samoa to California, and later got his green card, in 1976. More...
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And this: Can we/Should we depend on the State?