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May 26, 2009
Riding in the front seat of that old silver SAAB while we navigated through San Manuel, Arizona, I envied the folks watching us expressionless from their porches on green plastic chairs from The Wal-Mart. I thought, "Oh, if only that were enough for me." But maybe sitting there watching other people drive by wasn't enough for them. Or maybe it was for some and not for others, just like anywhere else. Some played checkers, this I know. And as much as I alleged to envy them, I did not go home, set up chairs, and invite a neighbor to engage.