This morning on my run, I saw…. of all things…. a Wing Nut.  Yep.  A little Wing Nut right there …on the side of the road.  I kept running for a few blocks…. and then decided to double back.  I sort of felt sorry for the little guy.

You see, this poor little Wing Nut was getting run over by all sorts of heavy traffic… which was driving WAY far over…. on that Wing Nut’s side of the road.  So… I trotted over… and scooped up that little Wing Nut and took him home with me.

That poor little Wing Nut.  He was beat all to crap.  Heaven only knows how many times he had been struck while sitting there… way, WAY far over… on his side of the road.

So I said to the little fella…   … .. I said… “Little Wing Nut.  You don’t have to keep getting run over by all that heavy traffic on your side of the road.”

I talked to him about his freedoms, his choices, and his ability to decide for himself where he wanted to go.  I suggested that he didn’t have to keep getting pummeled again and again, by all those same heavy vehicles… carrying the same heavy things….. way, way over there on the fringe.  Not to mention all the noise!  It was deafening!

“Little Wing Nut… why don’t you venture out toward the middle of the road.  Right there near the center… where you can see the traffic from both ways… coming and going from two separate directions?  Yes… there are good things happening on BOTH sides of the street.

And instead of getting smashed to smithereens, you might even be able to help direct traffic… from right there… near the center.  You can see so much more from that vantage point.  Why…… you can do so much more than you could from sitting over yonder in the gutter.”

Finally that little Wing Nut agreed.  The little wing nut was happy, and smiled his little wing nut smile.  He was pleased to see things from both sides now…..

“The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind”  — E.B. White

“Where there is an open mind there will always be a frontier.” — Charles F. Kettering

“I try to keep an open mind, but not so open that my brains fall out.” — Harold T. Stone