Future generations are not going to ask us what political party were you in. They are going to ask what did you do about it when you knew the glaciers were melting.
Mom was 50 when my Dad died. She got on a bus every weekday for years and rode 40 miles each morning to Madison. She earned a new degree and learned new skills to start her small business. It wasn't just a new livelihood. It was a new life.
