December 6, 2006
He knows things young folks can’t even imagine. They barely glance at him now; as an old man, he’s more or less invisible to youth, who never stop to imagine that one day, they, too, will be old and invisible. He knows how to cut ice from a frozen pond and stack it with sawdust to last all summer. He knows how to plant seeds and grow a crop. He knows how to break a horse and ride it. He knows what it’s like to fight in a war. He knows how to tell these stories, if they’d only listen.