The Heartland: An essay with Carl Edwards
The Heartland … Sunup to sundown … The melody of the plow is the pulse that pulls the second hand 'round … Daybreak to dusk. Every tick of the sunlight dial wrings dry the bountiful prospects of the land … In the Heartland
Carl Edwards: I like where I grew up. I like the fact that you can have not enough money to pay for gas at the gas station and they say, 'Hey, don't worry about it. Get it tomorrow.' There's a big sense of community where ...
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