Brushing my teeth this morning, I am unaccountably reminded of the dentist who went with us to Nicaragua. One of the enterprising Manchester College students asked him which toothbrush and toothpaste he recommended one use. He looked around at the children with their rotting teeth, the adults who'd come in to have their chewing surface reduced from eight teeth to seven, the collection of forceps and needles that were the best instruments we had out there in the wilds, and said:
That sticks with me.
On my way to Indianapolis for a few days, for the 13th annual Christmas party and Gaming Session. The laptop comes, but who knows how much connectivity I'll actually have...