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The American Scheme My father taught me this: One summer morning 50 years ago, a bunch of boys from a small town south of Tulsa found in a roadside ditch a huge wooden spool, the kind power companies use to carry high-tension wire. I imagine that kids anywhere would have lingered over such a treasure, and longed for a way to claim it; but for these boys, back in the days when rural electrification was still a revolutionary movement, there was no way they could leave it behind. It was a talisman fallen from the outer world. So they spent the rest of the day rolling it toward town. Whenever my f