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  • Where do you go when you're looking for a new square one? I had been looking for so long, I had kind of forgotten I was still on the hunt, until that night my wife and went to the observatory. That triggered it. It had been years since I was last there -- a place that, week after week, would blow my mind with talk of stars, galaxies and unfathomable distance and time. I'm no math or science whiz, but something about this stuff made sense. It felt right. It was a home for hard facts, hypotheses, speculation, doubts and dreams.

    I found other interests and moved on, though not that far away. For a while I worked at the golf course where the observatory sits right smack in the middle of. I saw it every day, but never made the walk up the hill on those Friday nights when the lights came on and the familiar group of cars rolled into the crumbling parking lot.

    Last time I was there the building was literally falling apart. Chunks of the ceiling and walls would regularly litter the floor after a heavy storm. It was saved fifteen years ago by a restoration program that involved the city, community and a local university. People still cared about this place, and what it was there to do -- to explore and inspire. For a dedicated group, they loved it. I was one of those people, and I am again.
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