The sun may rise in the east, but it sets in the west. That’s where I spend most of my time, and I’ve been privy to more than my fair share of staggering sunsets. Yesterday, as I watched that blood red ball of fire once more melt the sky before descending into slumber, I realized that I’ve been waiting to see that sunset for a long, long time. And in all my years, I’ve never been so nervous to see a sunrise as I am this morning.
Yet there it is, a pale yellow sliver peaking over the distant hills. The sun is rising in America once again.
Wake up, fellow rangers. There’s work to do today.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
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