I frequent cemetaries.  They're more educational than seminars, and the tuition is free.  I like free.

Don't you wonder what dreams lie buried here?

Young Mr. Lemon of Aberdeen, Scotland lies beneath this headstone in a grave in Tucson, Arizona.  He was 29 when his life was cut short.  How that happened, we don't know.  The style of the headstone would indicate that he was buried here in the early 1900s.

That was before Arizona became the 48th state of the Union.  Unemployment (1900) was higher than it is now, at 5%, but things were a lot better here than back in Scotland.  Beginning in 1904, more than 600,000 Scots (13% of the country's population) emigrated to North America in less than a decade.

Gordon was likely a part of this exodus, and he made his way farther west than most.

I wonder what dreams died with him. 

I wonder why I'm complaining about the real estate market and the credit crunch, when I ought to be laying the foundation for tomorrow's success instead.

I'm Mike in Tucson, your preferred Tucson, Arizona mortgage lender.

Think of me as your local expert.