A ruined wall in Cuba provided this backdrop for a little Einstein humor. How the mind works is a wondrous and completely mysterious process; I can’t even imagine living in Einstein’s world (but I bet he had fun.)
The ruined wall is in Cuba, Kierkegaard lived in the early 1800s, and truth remains elusive.
I’m referring to George Washington, of course. A photograph I took several years ago at a gallery in Santa Fe, New Mexico seemed to me a good host for the powerful sentiment written by our first President. I can only hope that the same celestial spark is alive and well among those who work on our behalf in the city honored with his name.