The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship

Sacagawea: As I watch the ball roll just beyond his outstretched fingertips, I know what's wrong. There's so much frustration inside of him . . . his spirit needs to be free. I find myself willing him on . . . Crawl, Turtle, Crawl!

I looked to Sacagawea for guidance in every endeavor.

Sacagawea honoring me with one of her inimitable Petrarch readings:
Voi ch'ascoltate in rime sparse il suono
di quei sospiri ond'io nudriva 'l core
in sul mio primo giovenile errore
quand'era in parte altr'uom da quel ch'i' sono . . .