Jim nodded in agreement. “Same here. I was younger, so he felt free to lecture me,
and I worked for him, so I had to listen when he did. I hated the lectures, but I
learned in spite of myself.” Jim leaned forward, elbows on the table. “He told me
once that there is no progress without a vision, a dream, and you can’t dream if
you bury your head in your work. There’ll always be more on your plate, but your
life will have no direction, if you don’t keep one eye on the horizon.”
The dinner broke up shortly after that. Jim and Justin had to be up and working by
five in the morning.
Julie was in Doc’s office at his computer when Wally walked in the next morning.
“What should we work on today?” he asked her.
“Josh is going to explore Rockburg and the family plot at the cemetery. We are
