Growing up, I suffered from a serious case of wanderlust. I wanted to know where everything went; streams, roads, trails, even electrical wires. All I wanted to do was explore. I loved movies and cartoons of the Old West and the fontier, showing daring men and women discovering a fabulous future. While doing homework, I would look at the sunset over the hills beyond our home, dreaming of the day I would travel over those hills to the land of adventure I knew lay on the other side. Of course, I learned soon enough that on the other side of those hills was a neighborhood just like the one I lived in, and going still further merely brought me to the next town over. I would need to travel much further to reach the land of
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