"I remember those North Dakota minuteman sites I used to work on,
a quarter acre inside a fence with an antenna, robotically going along
by themselves much like the data buoys or weather
sites. Baren and lonely but processing info.
And watching Jack Davis, the old cowboy I worked under in Wyoming,
count horses on the run, tabulating quickly
against a fence post for reference."
This page by John Watrous
jwatrous@sonic.net