When you are a little kid, no one is smarter than your parents.

You idolize them. You hang on their every word. You think they have all the answers.

During my childhood, that was true. However, if you ask my parents, there is a good chance that they maybe would say that when I was a tot, a third person also commanded my attention.

Like so many other Nebraskans, he came into my home every night. That …