In the Heartland
You’re driving down a country road, whipping over small hills passing trucks and mailboxes for houses far off the road. Corn and soybeans are a few feet away from the shoulder. In the distance, you can see a water tower. It’s white, and the closer it becomes, the more clearly the white cross on top stands out. And then there’s another road. This one is perfectly straight and smoothly paved. It leads towards the water tower through what seems like days of tall, bronze corn. There’s a sign that says: Welcome to Heartland.