Pat: I recall a little verse my grandmother used to recite Some like it hot, Some like it cold, Some like it in the pot, Nine days old. This was her way of saying that we are all different and so are our preferences, but I have never ceased to marvel at some of the spots in this world people have chosen to call home. In light of the events of the past few weeks, the desserts of Iraq and that whole Mid East region for example. I cannot imagine what can be so special about having one's teeth grind together on sand, or the aspect of going for days without drinking water, not to mention bathing. I've crisscrossed many portions of these United States, and seen some pretty strange living conditions. There is one stretch along I40 where you drive for miles across a vast lava bed, and yet there are a few houses and families that live in what can only be described as a waste land. I can understand people in other parts of the world that don't know any different of have no choice, but in a country that is free and that has an infrastructure of roads that is second to none elsewhere in the world, I can only ask Why? Dale in the Flat Lands