Dick and Liz Cheney

It's not what you know about someone that makes them interesting, it's what you don't know.

When I'm in Wyoming, as I am now, my Wyoming community consists of:

1) People I don't want to see, and

2) People who don't want to see me, and

3) People I don't know who don't know me either and who neither of us want to see.

I go it pretty much alone here, a recluse, with the exception of Larry Hedderman who lives over in Powell and Lea Ann who I'm with at least part of every day.

It's snowing this morning.

I was going to go into Cody today for supplies, to work out at the activities center, maybe have dinner, but Cody's 25 miles away, 3 of it on a dirt road that's tricky in the snow.

I think I'll stay in the cabin and be alone. That way I won't have to see anyone and they won't have to see me.

I'll watch the snow for as long as it snows, as the snow is endlessly entertaining. The snow isn't supposed to be here but it is, and it's quiet and beautiful and good company as long as it stays outdoors.

Somewhere in Wyoming my neighbor Liz Cheney (Republican) is running for US Senate against the incumbent, Mike Enzi (Republican). Liz is going it alone, without her dad Dick Cheney, in the Wyoming manner, against almost all odds.

www.nationaljournal.com/magazine/112/liz-cheney-why-my-father-won-t-campaign-for-me-20130926