While sitting in a business today, a gentleman approximately 70-ish walked to the receptionist to register. When the paperwork was complete the receptionist said Sir, please sign here. He politely said, Ma'am, I can't, all I can put is an X. She told him that was fine, he signed the X and sat down. A while later as I was leaving I saw him get in his automobile and leave. As I watched this brief moment unfold, I was overwhelmed with two emotions: 1. Compassion: I know there are illiterate people here in the USA, and perhaps even a higher percentage in the Appalachian region of the southern USA. But when I saw this man, here in the USA, in 2016, who had never--for whatever reason--learned to read/write, who had not the ability to sign his own name, forgive the KJV terminology, but I was