Every time I drive over the Mississippi river on my way to or from St. Louis, I can't help but think of the scene in Huckleberry Finn where Huck and Jim are on the raft on the river at night and they see slave catchers on the other side of the river and get down low in the hopes that the slave catchers won't see them. When I read that book back in high school, I wondered how you could possibly NOT see someone that was just across the river. Then I saw the river. It's enormous. And even though I know it's just a story, it makes me feel good to know that Jim and Huck would still be safe.
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