Idaho today. Gone tomorrow.
Dad’s answers activated a critically important reward system in my brain, ensuring I’d be a knowledge hunter-gatherer for life. Like pulling the handle on a slot machine and hearing coins tumble, when I asked a question I got an answer. That felt good so I asked another question. Dad innoculated me with curiosity.
This week I did two big things: took a handgun course on Tuesday and quit my job on Thursday. My goal in doing both was to take a leap, do something that intimidated me. Learning to shoot a handgun isn’t all that scary afterall.
Sitting in the big leather chairs on the floor of the House of Representatives, my Ag Leadership classmates and I were invited to ask questions
Dispatches From Out West 