From the mouths of pre-teens

— The weekend included a family trip early in the morning to an Arkansas pasture. The kids wanted to look for deer. So the trip was scheduled for first thing in the morning. If you live in Arkansas, you know why. Unlike people, the deer know better than to come out during the heat of day. Your best chance to spot them is as they work their way back to the woods after a night of feeding.

Dad eased his way over a hill, and the kids and cousins looked here and there for what they were after. They saw a lone doe running across the field, spooked by the big white truck that was where a big white truck isn’t supposed to be.

Looking over more than a hundred acres of rolling hills, divided only here and there by a barbed-wire fence and maybe a gate, one of the kids offered this: “That’d be one heck of a place to have an Easter egg hunt.”

Every truckload needs at least one 11-year-old girl. To provide perspective.

Editorial, Pages 16 on 07/25/2012

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