Loves Jesus, and America too

The summer of 1989, this was the soundtrack as I drove to my ticket selling job at Noah's Ark in Wisconsin Dells: 19 miles on pre-dawn back roads through the trees, fresh off my freshman year in college, meeting cute boys, learning what FIBs are. I was 19 years old and feeling like a grownup for the first time, feeling powerful and free, and it was all Petty all the time.