I realize that on occasion I have poked fun at this great state in which I live, but rest assured that it is all in jest and I can't imagine living anywhere else. I must admit that I sometimes long for the sandy beaches of Cape Cod, or dream about the beautiful mountains and fragrant pine forests where we used to camp in Colorado when I was a child, but there is nothing like the Midwest with it's slow pace of life and warm, friendly, trusting people. I was reminded of this the other day as I drove past my neighbor's unattended sweetcorn stand at the end of their lane. Would this work in L.A. or New York City? I think not!