Malcolm X


My brother-in-law teaches at Creighton in the religion department. I have enjoyed the several trips I've made to Omaha in the past. My son loved it for the zoo and the museum next to the train tracks. And the cool park downtown. In fact, several cool parks around the city.

My bro-in-law had been very cosmopolitan, living in various big cities in college and grad school; a houseboat in Paris, in Boston, and DC. Then he got the position at Creighton. It was a bit of a culture shock for him in the beginning. The first evening we were there, after we'd unpacked most everything, he decided we needed to go out and see a movie, to hlep him feel like he hadn't left the rest of American behind somehow. There was a trailer for "The Unforgiven" with Clint Eastwood. They played the part where Richard Harris runs into Gene Hackman's character for the first time in years. "I heard that one myself, Bob. Hell, *I* even thought I was dead 'til I found out it was just that I was in Nebraska." We got a LOT of looks from everyone in the theater when we laughed longer and harder than any of them did.

Nowadays, he almost can't stand going east to DC to visit my folks. Too congested and built up. Says it takes him at least a day when he gets back to Omaha to stop cutting people off in traffic and driving like a local again. But for that little while, everywhere he needs to go seems about 5 or 10 minutes closer.

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