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Finding cheerleaders along the way

When I was growing up on a mini-farm in Kentucky, a cow pond crept up to the very edge of our driveway when it rained. And when we didn’t have rain, the water was still close enough to throw a pebble and land somewhere close to the middle of the pond.

I threw hundreds of rocks into that pond over the years my family owned that property. Wherever a pebble…