Last week on NPR, I heard an interview with a writer from Eastern Kentucky. The guy grew up in the kind of poverty and backwardness that sometimes besets the people of that area. He escaped it because of the influence of his Mamaw and Papaw, he told the interviewer. He spoke of a “learned helplessness” prevalent among his friends who became stuck in the lifestyle of generations before them. I saw that “learned helplessness” in the area where I grew up, as well, but I, like the guy on NPR, had the influence of family who were determined to move forward. I am often inspired by people