Had a great day today in Breckenridge, honing my snow boarding skills (don't laugh). In addition to an awesome day of snow boarding I had the unexpected good fortune to listen in on a conversation while riding the lift up to Peak 7. A little boy, probably five or six, was grilling his dad on the geological makeup of this fine planet. He asked his dad about the different layers, what's below the snow, dirt. What's below dirt, rocks, all the way down to the center of the earth. At this point the son reversed the direction and moved up from rocks, dirt, snow. It went something like this....
"What's above the snow?"
"Air"
"And then what?"
"The sky"
"And then what?"
"Clouds"
"And then what?"
"Space"
"And then what?"
"Planets"
"And then what?"
"More space"
"And then what?"
"I don't know"
"You don't know?"
"No. Neither do the scientists"
"The scientists don't know?"
"Well, they're not sure."
"Is it God?"
"Ummm, Maybe. I don't know."
Nothing more powerful and inspirational than the imagination of a child.
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