Throughout the 2008 campaign North Americans heard over and over about the poor state of our economy. We heard about the housing market crash. We listened to stories of long tenured financial institutions going belly up. We heard about the climbing unemployment rate reaching a 14 year high. Until yesterday, they all seemed like stories to me. I was just a third-party observer. Yesterday, my family became part of the story.
The youth pastor at my church, a good friend of mine, convinced me to run a relay. I thought, sure, I’m game. Then I found out it was a 24 hour, 196 mile, 12 person relay from San Antonio, Texas to Austin, Texas via the scenic hill country.
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The sun was just breaching the horizon, to begin its routine watch over the earth’s northern hemisphere. The early morning air was cold and a bit damp. Billowy white clouds of moisture spouted from my mouth as I opened the car door. Once securely buckled, I turned on the engine, adjusted the temperature, tuned the radio to my local NPR station and backed from my driveway out into traffic. As I approached the stop sign I could see the long procession of headlights inching their way past my position. Graciously, one kind commuter slowed to let me take my rightful place in the almost daily ritual.
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While mowing my lawn today, I came across a few artifacts that inspired the following poem.
Dear neigbors
You know who you are
The ones who walk your dogs
And hide by my car
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And boxers with mits who
Like to leave their poo
On my front lawn
The rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. My apologies to the devoted hordes that awake daily hoping to find a new morsel of hope that my words provide. Devotees whom have been disappointed over the last few weeks. Well, maybe not hordes. Okay, it’s just one guy in Waxahachie, Texas. Luther, this is for you.
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