Reminiscing

Some nights I delight in writing.  On others, I find

Myself fighting distractions and abstractions that

Won’t kickstart the part about joy that I felt as a

Curious boy raised on a ranch of cattle and horses,

Sheep and pigs.  When I not concentrating, my

Thoughts find their way back to those times when

I enlarged my mind just by being curious and a

Little suspicious of anyone who sounded erudite

And bright.  I think curiosity contributed more than

Anything else in lifting me from a world of mediocrity

To one that prized advanced ideas and strove to

Lift oneself to a high level of learning.  Overarching

Was a yearning to be able to meet and compete with

Some of the most intelligent people in the world.