So, I'm shopping the other day in Portland in the checkout line in Bestbuy. A guy approaches and says , "what they serve Jayhawks here?" as I'm wearing a Jayhawk Tshirt and cap. Naturally I say, the only people they don't serve are Tigers, taking a stab. He says, wildcat here. So we talked football, pheasant hunting, growing up in rural America. Another lady pipes up that her husband is from Kansas and they go back for hunting everry year. So, I'm talking about about what it means to grow up in Kansas and I had the ears of a dozen people listening and nodding. I count myself blessed to have grown up in Kansas. In an area of civil unrest for the last year and then some there are many who feel trapped in the city. I have a public policy background. I'm sure the late Bob Dole would agree the new urbanism is destroying the best of America. When you have to leave Mulvane, Larned, Oswego, Norton, Smith Center to make a living in "the city" you have left a bit of your soul behind. Yeah, I may be Opie but I'm dam proud of it.
