You always have a little bit of the Rodney Dangerfield complex when you're from Kansas. We don't get no respect!!!! Most of the time the only thing people know about Kansas is that we have great basketball at the University of Kansas, it's where Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz was from, that some crazied people took control of our State Board of Education which launched the evolution debates and that it's flat.
It's true...basketball is crazy in the eastern part of the state with the KU Jayhawks. It's always boom and bust...except every decade or so they get it together and win a national championship. The crazies have been voted out of office at the state and we're back on track of educating our kids to join the rest of the world as it relates to evolution. And no I don't know Dorothy, although I had a Cairne Terrier that looked a lot like Toto for years.
But Kansas isn't flat.
I was thinking about all this the other day when I was driving back home to Kansas City across the region called the Flint Hills. It's where the tallgrass prairie start. In this part of Kansas, the sky is so big that it overwhelms you. On most days, it's clear blue and dotted with huge fluffy clouds.
What chokes me up when I look around is that the rolling hills and plateaus stretch as far as you can see. They are waving green and wheat color.... where that mix of wheat and green meet the sky. Well, it's breath-taking.
Yes, I've lived in Boston and in San Diego....and I love both cities for very different reasons. They weren't home, though. It's why I had to return. It also why I don't care if we don't get respect. It's beautiful country. so plain and honest and unimpressed by big city lights, money or political influence. It's who I am.
Thanks to the Shifted Librarian's Jayhawk photo....http://theshiftedlibrarian.com/