During these tense few days, I, along with the rest of America, held my breath as the agonizing disappearance of the Gilbertsville, Pennsylvania trampoline dragged on. The two tireless and courageous young women (my cousins Joi and Pei) who fought the severest of weather to rescue the trampoline from a snowy grave have my profound respect and admiration.
It is young people like them who restore my faith in this country's future - a future where trampolines that have lost their way and have no voice to scream for help in the wilderness may have faith that they will be searched for, found, revived and (when the weather warms up) repeatedly jumped on.
God bless Joi and Pei. God bless the trampoline. God bless us all.