Never Again
Chapter One
CRASH IN THE NIGHT
A Nightmare While Awake
I'm a country boy at heart. Few activities are more enjoyable to me
than getting out in the country, working on a tractor, or fixing up
an old shed on the edge of a green pasture. That's why my wife,
Janet, and I hung on to our property near Springfield, Missouri, at
the northern base of the Ozark hill country when I was elected to
the U.S. Senate in 1994. By 2000, even though we now lived at least
half our year in Washington, D.C., I relished every opportunity to
spend time at our traditional, two-story, white farmhouse located
near a gently rippling river.
Ten miles from town, the serenity of the farm with its bucolic
beauty beckoned me away from the stark severity of city life.
Something about returning to the farm, a sanctuary amid the hustle
and bustle of the workaday world, refreshed me, restored my spirit,
and reminded me that life is more than the latest opinion poll or
Washington intrigue.
The old farmhouse provided a welcomed respite for me, especially
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