Leonard Rosenfeld, 1926-2009
photo credit: Bob van Lindt “In the old days, I was overlooked. Now I’m looking it over.” Leonard Rosenfeld 1926-2009 "Don't step on the snail, because it will die!" The young mother exclaimed. "What is that?" asked the three-year old girl, looking up at her mother, eyes wide with curiosity. "It's a snail and if you step on it, it will die!" The mother was upset because her daughter had just stepped on a snail, killing it. "Yes, but mommy, what is that?" The girl continued, imploring her mother. "It's a snail. And when you step on it, it dies." The mother was heartbroken that her daughter had inadvertently ended a life. "Die, mommy. What is that? What is die?" I overheard this conversation the other day, on the way home. I recognized the stress in the mother's voice, the despair that the snail's death had unleashed. Some may think that the mother overreacted, but I recognized that bottled-up stress that rai...