Railroads were still pushing out their mighty arms and stringing their iron rails across the western wheat lands.

Bridges were crossing the Mississippi and spanning the chasms in the Rocky Mountains.

Chicago and New York were rising in new growth with iron in their bones to hold them high.

My youth was spent in giving to this growing land the element its body needed.
Now that body was sick.

What was the matter with it?
Lacking an education, I was unprepared to say.