“One is glad to be of service.”
— Bicentennial Man
Sitting in the comfort of the living room in Montana where I am staying, I find myself mesmerized by the ever-changing weather on and around Fan Mountain in the nearby distance.
I am a city boy through and through. I can’t deny it, and I cannot help it. That is part of my story — a large part — and it is what it is. I have generally been surrounded by the hustle and bustle of city life: honking horns, jostling crowds, sirens wailing, and air you can see; ah, now that’s living!
But the times, they are a changing. The pace of life here is different. It’s slower, quieter, and, generally speaking, more peaceful. There is time and space in which to think, and that is a wonderful gift for one who tends to be more of a doer than a thinker...