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Fords’ journey has taken him as far as he can get by bus and bicycle. And the journeys haven’t only been confined to planet Earth. By way of repeated viewings of Star Trek re-runs his mind has traveled through the pinnacle of space. (many times over). He has presided over ticket sales for a football game. His wind has never been heard in an ancient cathedral for he is a respectful practitioner of silent but deadly. He has amassed the record for most Thin Mint Girl Scout Cookies stuffed into a human mouth at one time, he has been recruited in the cafeteria by all branches of the military, and he once successfully made eye contact with an American Legion member. The National Forensic League has honored him with the title “Master-Debater”. He is totally unaware of whether his own state even has a Youth Assembly, but is quite certain that there are Youth Detention Centers. He doesn’t live too far from George Bush but has no desire to meet him, he has walked his mutt in the park on a sunny day, he has held the hand of a friend whose HIV test was positive. The journey continues. Ford will undoubtedly be rejected from Harvard (recently ranked as the nation’s number one most likely school to reject white males). But, even though he won’t be stopping at Cambridge, he will spend his college years with friends whose heads are not hidden up the opening where mutts do their business in the park. He will eat Toblerone bars from Switzerland and wish he looked more like Roger Federer. He will likely try to get his core classes out of the way in Community College. He will volunteer with the Red Cross because they give out cookies and juice as well as fulfill his goal of arranging and recording the random, spontaneous laughter of people who don’t take life so seriously
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