There’s no place like home.
That’s how I’ve always felt about returning to wherever I’ve lived and about this country I call Home.
Which makes me think afresh about homeland security.
What makes a country secure?
A home safe for all who dwell therein?
When beliefs and facts clash, who wins? loses?
How can we heal the rifts in our country? the Church? ourselves?
Some days it feels like Halloween came early…all tricks no treats.
Told Heather last evening, I’ve taken to reading humorous books just before bedtime.
Garrison Keillor’s Leaving Home, tucks me in smiling, sometimes out loud. In his chapter called, Homecoming, he writes of voting guidelines for the senior class, when choosing Lake Wobegon’s high school homecoming queen, an election tightly monitored by Mrs. Hoffarth, “who eliminates inappropriate candidates.”
Garrison writes,”The drawbacks of secret ballots is the tendency on the part of a few to vote for the wrong person when nobody is looking, and once a girl other than the Queen got more votes for Queen, but those were not informed votes. The voters didn’t know what Mrs. Hoffarth knew, or else they didn’t have the best interests of Lake Wobegon High School at heart. The girl in question had been to the gravel pit, parked in a car with a boy and drinking beer, and Mrs. Hoffarth maintains that when you’ve been to the gravel pit, you shouldn’t expect to wear a tiara and ride a convertible down Main Street. A Queen should be above gravel-pit business. ‘If you climb down off the pedestal, don’t expect to climb back up,’ she says. ‘A pedestal is not an elevator.'”
But not for long.
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