The other night I spent an hour or so out on my front porch. As you might know, this is one of my favorite thinking places. As I sit down in my favorite camp chair, set my cup of coffee on the stool next to my chair, and fire up one of my favorite cigars, the words of my kindergarten teacher, Miss Neumann come tripping back into my brain. I can hear her now.
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