The View

The faces on Mount Rushmore were behind me and the Avenue of Flags that led to them. I would go and visit them in a minute, but there was something I needed to figure out first. I stood outside the entrance looking the other way, down from the Black Hills toward Rapid City. Finally the distance and the perspective worked their magic and I knew what was wrong and what I had to do.

Doing the Right Thing
and Achieving All Your Goals at the Same Time
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