August 2019


Funding the Future

A defensive lineman came knocking at the door. He asked for money. So I gave him some.
This enterprising young man introduced himself as an eighth-grade member of the Timberwolves high school football team. He explained they needed a new scoreboard and were seeking donations. From his strapping demeanor, I quickly surmised they’ve scored so many points over time that they burned out the last of their lightbulbs.
I liked the cut of his jib.