April 2, 2013 24 of 65 That’s Right When Suzanne was perhaps 4 years old, we were driving together and I noticed something odd along the way. I don’t remember what it was. I called her attention to the oddity by saying, “Whoa, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.” (The implied reference being toContinue reading “DAY 24 – THAT’S RIGHT”