Dreams of Gold


Here in northern California, land of the gold rush and the dot-com booms, there seems to be a hovering sense, especially among the young, that fortune lies shining just over the next IPO hill.  

Yet as real estate prices soar and the web crackles with news of the “next big thing”, the land around here grows arid and the lakes dry up. One wonders if anyone really knows or even cares that our survival on this planet depends not on the size of bank accounts but on the fertility of the soil beneath our feet.

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Bowtie Wearer With Bad Knees I spent my early years in Massachusetts in a little town called Easton. I went to Harvard, served in the Navy as Operations Officer on and LST, founded a construction company and served in the state Legislature as Assistant Minority Leader. However my life really began when I moved to Maine and opened an art gallery. I've been around the fine arts in the commercial art business for over 25 years now and loved (almost) every minute of it. I look at every day is a gift, except when it's very cold outside or I have to go to the dentist.

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