I can’t say when it happened, but at some point in the last forty years, it seemed as if something like a giant crop duster flew over our once wild and free country, sowing fear into the belly of America. People now are afraid to take walks at night. Parents won’t let their kids wander through the woods. And young men and women are reluctant to hitchhike or embark on adventures for fear of all the terribleness out there that we’ve been daily reminded of.
