Last week marked the 239th birthday of the United States and about 33 for those guys to the north. They didn't start counting until a constitution was signed, whereas we got about a decade and a half jump on that by measuring from sending a nasty note to King George telling him where he could stick his empire. We tried to get Canada involved in the subsequent dust-up, but they weren't nearly as miffed with the British as we were. Although a formal document has served us extremely well, that 15 years of meandering along without one didn't seem to bother many people very much and after all, the U.K. still doesn't have a constitution and they seem to get on OK. Happy birthday guys.
If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.