We here in the Midwest must convince folks on the coasts that we aren’t silly, rural bumpkins. Life is real here. We have problems. We have joy. Cows don’t wander the streets. Our kids don’t walk to oneroom-schoolhouses barefoot. Most of us have enough of our teeth to chew our own food.  Then, well, things like this end up on the news…

… and I have to say, “Ok, sometimes we’re bumpkins.”

 

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