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Fresh corn on the cob displayed on a roadside stand with a cash box.

Sometimes I wish times were simpler, where we could leave our doors unlocked, unafraid someone would break in and rob us. But times are not that simple, and maybe never have been.

But even now, here in rural America, there are pockets where trust still rules. I see it on roadside wagons, with fresh-picked sweet corn piled under a canopy…To read more or listen, click here.

 

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