Good Men Are Often More

My Husband, Andrius, Says That Evil Will Rule Until Good Men Or Women Choose To Act. I Believe Him. This Testimony Was Written To Create An Absolute Record, To Speak In A World Where Our Voices Have Been Extinguished. These Writing May Shock Or Horrify You, But That Is Not My Intention. It Is My Greatest Hope That The Pages In This Jar Stir Your Deepest Well Of Human Compassion. I Hope They Prompt You To Do Something, To Tell Somone. Only Then Can We Ensure That This Kind Of Evil Is Never Allowed To Repeat Itself.

I Planted A Seed Of Hatred In My Heart. I Swore It Would Grow To Be A Massive Tree Whose Roots Would Strangle Them All.

Sometimes Kindness Can Be Delivered In A Clumsy Way. But It's Far More Sincere In Its Clumsiness Than Those Distinguished Men You Read About In Books. Your Father Was Very Clumsy.

How Did I Get Here How Did I End Up In The Arms Of A Boy I Barely Knew But Knew I Didn't Want To Lose I Wondered What I Would Have Thought Of Andrius In Lithuania. Would I Have Liked Him Would He Have Liked Me

Somehow I Had To Turn The Salted Peanuts In The Cigar Box Into Petits Fours.