Twilight? Twilight? Not in America. Here, it's a sunrise every day ‐‐ fresh new opportunities,
dreams to build. Twilight? That's not possible, because I confess there are times when I feel
like I'm still little Dutch Reagan racing my brother down the hill to the swimming hole under
the railroad bridge over the Rock River. You see, there's no sweeter day than each new one,
because here in our country it means something wonderful can happen to you. And something
wonderful happened to me.