I often think that there is a disconnect between those who “do” 4-H at the local/county level and those who “do” 4-H at the state level. Of course, it’s even worse if one is connected to 4-H at a national level (like me). So whenever I have the chance to see 4-H happening at a level less than national, I enjoy it and gain a great deal from it. That is what happened for me over the Flag Day weekend. I saw 4-H happen in Salina, Kansas.