Books Are Not Men And Yet They

One Cannot Balance Tragedy In The Scales Unless One Weighs It With The Tragic Heart.

Grant Us Brotherhood, Not Only For This Day But For All Our Years - A Brotherhood Not Of Words But Of Acts And Deeds.

At First I Was Blogging Everyday, But I Don't Do That Anymore. It Varies; Sometimes I'll Write These Little Essays And Other Times Political Commentaries. Other Times It'll Just Be New Work That I'm Doing.

The Blog Is Also A Way To Continue To Register What I See And Hear In A Day - No Matter What The Form. In Fact, My Blog Is A Complete Mixture Of Forms.

Broad-streeted Richmond . . . The Trees In The Streets Are Old Trees Used To Living With People, Family Trees That Remember Your Grandfather's Name.