once upon a time...

a very long time ago, i was a page in the SD legislature. one fine day, in the midst of doing page-like things (running errands, picking up papers, running mrs. kosher's notes on how to vote down to mr. kosher), i found myself in the elevator. with governor janklow. he smiled and looked at my name tag. "nachtigal," he said, "charles mix county," there's a ralph nachtigal down there. i said, "i know, he's my dad." the smile faded from governor janklow's face and he said, "oh." conversation over. after what seemed like an eternity, the elevator doors opened and i got out.