My friend, Teresa, and I were leaving the Eisenhower Center at dusk recently and while I was taking some photographs she was studying the house across the commons. When I turned to see what she was looking at, she said something I’m still thinking about.
“Look at that house,” she said, “It’s solid. It’s square. On a good foundation. And the boy who grew up in it became president. I wonder how the architecture of the house where we grow up affects who we become?”
I’m not sure of the answer, but I know that’s a very wise observation. And a very good question. If only I had an answer.
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