I am at a conference for educators which is being hosted at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln. This morning I spoke with a cattle rancher in the oddly spacious lobby of my hotel. This fellow was losing some of his vision and naturally he saw a person with a guide dog and decided he could confide in me. We had a sharp, funny, and optimistic conversation about how good life is just as long as you can read. The man had cow poop on his boots. He loves the work of David McCullough. A fine entrance into the morning. Sentimentality? Perhaps. But there are still Jeffersonian people in this country.
SK
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Planet of the Blind 