May 6, 2008

I remember being a child in the back seat of a big car, watching a blue balloon float away from a used car lot.

I think I asked where the balloon would go, and my dad said maybe the ocean, or maybe Mexico.

"Why?" I said. And he said, "because it's drifting away."

I didn't know if that was good or bad, but I decided I thought it would be OK.

Read the full column @ the Clayton News Daily:
When the revelations fade