We spent a few hours at Anson B. Nixon Park in Kennett yesterday evening and we feel considerably more cheerful about the future of our diverse country. Grade-school kids were kicking around a soccer ball, undeterred by the heat; in the next field some uniformed guys in their 20s were doing the same at what looked like a semi-pro level. Toddlers were playing on the jungle gym. Folks we used to call hippies were languidly playing Frisbee games. Soaking-wet guys were jogging along the trail. And our family was enjoying a pizza from Floga Bistro in the pavilion.
No matter was their race or age, people smiled at each other. They put their trash in the trash can. It just -- worked.
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