I grew up a Montanan, and dearly love the place and its people. If you've ever read John Steinbeck's "Travels With Charley," about his trip around the country with his dog Charley, you know that Montana was Steinbeck's favorite state. Here's what he said about it:
"The next passage in my journey is a love affair. I am in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection, but with Montana it is love, and it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it."
In my life, I have found Montana to be an international passport: I am always meeting Montanans wherever I go, and it's almost like meeting members of the family. Often we have friends of friends. Just the other day, I met a banker at Wells Fargo who is good friends with Will Cherry. He says Cherry loves Montana, and goes back frequently. I believe the state remains a magnet for anybody who ever lived there.
And yet Montanans are possessed of the the greatest collective inferiority complex I have ever run into, even in the many states that in my estimation are far inferior. It's like the glass is always half empty for Montanans--ever the "flyover" mentality. No matter the people are the best anywhere, the scenery is incomparably beautiful, and I for one was the beneficiary of a fabulous public education in the state. Nope! Any time an up-and-coming coach lands in Montana, we not only don't expect him to stay, we're almost eager to see him move on. And of course, we're happy to supply any number of reasons he should.
And that's an attitude I've never understood about Montana. With so much going for it, I simply can't understand why we don't fight for what we have, rather than always giving away our most valuable resource: Human talent.
Go figure.
"The next passage in my journey is a love affair. I am in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection, but with Montana it is love, and it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it."
In my life, I have found Montana to be an international passport: I am always meeting Montanans wherever I go, and it's almost like meeting members of the family. Often we have friends of friends. Just the other day, I met a banker at Wells Fargo who is good friends with Will Cherry. He says Cherry loves Montana, and goes back frequently. I believe the state remains a magnet for anybody who ever lived there.
And yet Montanans are possessed of the the greatest collective inferiority complex I have ever run into, even in the many states that in my estimation are far inferior. It's like the glass is always half empty for Montanans--ever the "flyover" mentality. No matter the people are the best anywhere, the scenery is incomparably beautiful, and I for one was the beneficiary of a fabulous public education in the state. Nope! Any time an up-and-coming coach lands in Montana, we not only don't expect him to stay, we're almost eager to see him move on. And of course, we're happy to supply any number of reasons he should.
And that's an attitude I've never understood about Montana. With so much going for it, I simply can't understand why we don't fight for what we have, rather than always giving away our most valuable resource: Human talent.
Go figure.