In the heat of the summer we were traveling across the central Oregon desert, had not seen a shade tree, much less a comfortable picnic table or restroom for over two hours. Our rule has always been to keep going ’till we find the right place, and we did — to our great joy, around the corner in a small charming town we found a literal oasis — a little rest stop with shade trees, water, and sunflowers in full bloom. In an old wooden building was the ladies’ room complete with a vase of cut flowers. And, to boot, the lady who maintained this little garden was herself, there. “I’ve been taking care of this place for years, and each year it gets just a little better.” So true and so fabulous for us.
This place reminds me of the best we want from a civil society and from government.
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