Elements
September/October 2006

Excerpt:
Ask Charles Hollis Jones what the happiest day of his life was, and he'll tell you — without a moment's hesitation — it was the day his father sold the family's dairy cows. As a child growing up in Bloomington, Indiana, Jones hated the early-morning milking routine. He says he actually chased the hated cows down the road that day, thrilled to see them go. It was, as he says, “goodbye discipline, hello freedom.”