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Not in Kansas Anymore
It is no secret that I love to travel. Each adventure changes me. I believe it makes me more empathetic and allows me to think more broadly than my otherwise limited experience would. I now have a great sympathy for visitors who struggle to understand our customs and strange ways of being. Even the simple…
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Roots
The roads are winding and only sometimes paved. Creeks and man made ponds dapple the landscape, visible between tall stands of oak and pine. Heaven on Earth. Turkey vultures strut through barren fields. Rocks are plentiful in the overturned soil. Cattle call across the hills and hollows. Hauntingly beautiful and impossibly difficult terrain. It is…