Nothing Endures. Not A Tree.

Life Is Fighting. In Life, It's The Look Ahead That Counts. We Are All Born Equally Far From The Sun. There Is A Land Of The Living And A Land Of The Dead And The Bridge Is Love.

What I Mean Is, I Love Winter, And When You Really Love Something, Then It Loves You Back, In Whatever Way It Has To Love.

But Something Held Me Back. Perhaps I Was Stopped By That Level Of Feeling, Deeper Than Thought, Which Contains The Truth.

Your War Memories Will Be With You Forever, You'll Be Asked About Them Thousands Of Times After The War Is Over. People Will Get Their Respect For You From That-partly From That, Don't Get Me Wrong-but If You Can Say That You Were Up Front Where There Was Some Real Shooting Going On, Then That Will Mean A Whole Lot To You In Years To Come.

My Father Was In The Coal Business In West Virginia. Both Dad And Mother Were, However, Originally From Massachusetts; New England, To Them, Meant The Place To Go If You Really Wanted An Education.