I am at Tractor Outlet, buying galvanized wire to make a horizontal wire grape arbor over the front deck. The young man does not think they have the wire I want, but maybe it’s outside. We find it, but it’s not galvanized, he says. The label, however, says galvanized. It does not look like 374 ft in that $14.95 coil, but it is. “I live on a farm, he volunteered.”
I select two 10lb coils.
“Strange,” he said, “I thought galvanized was shiny. Where are you from?”
” Where are you from?” I ask.
“I was born right around here.”
“I’m from England.”
“I thought so, with that voice. What do you do?”
“I teach in Nashville.”
“What do you teach?”
“Hey, I’m fixin’ to take a philosophy course next year.”
“That’s good, it teaches you how to think.”
“But I already know how to think.”
“Well, it teaches you to think better.”
“Is that right!”
Next stop: find a Muscadine grape vine to grow up the arbor.
And stand back.