We strolled Independence (pop. 7,000 not 15k as originally mentioned), where it is common to see giant tractors driving down Main Street.
In the center of the town is a fountain, meant for dangling your fingers or even dipping a toe in.
And, for making wishes.
I did not have a wish to make that day...but from the corner of my eye I spotted an old, dented penny, laying on the pavement not far from the fountain.
I picked it up, closed my eyes, and wished that whoever's wish was on this penny... Whoever had a wish that needed to be granted... that this would come true.
Maybe it was yours? Maybe someone else's? In our connection as One, it doesn't really matter.
What affects one, affects All.