In Kismet Kansas I listen. I’m a sponge, ready and able to soak up new information. This 367 person town has a lot to say. And so I listen. I absorb the lifestyles and stories of relatives I didn't know existed. I imagine my father summers here, riding horses and staking fences. And I ponder why this place was a highlight of his childhood. 367 people, a gas station, a post office and a gun shop. And yet a community bond so strong I feel drawn to the place even now.
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