One Of His Tears Fell In My

I Got Nice Rejections Explaining That Historical Fiction Was A Difficult Sell. But I Kept Trying.

I Am So Honored To Be The Vessel Into Which You Pour This Story Of Pain And Strength.

They Sang The Words In Unison, Yet Somehow Created A Web Of Sounds With Their Voices. It Was Like Hearing A Piece Of Fabric Woven With All The Colors Of A Rainbow. I Did Not Know That Such Beauty Could Be Formed By The Human Mouth. I Had Never Heard Harmony Before.

My Early Childhood Was Spent In Newark, New Jersey, But My Family Moved To Denver When I Was 12.

Death Is No Enemy, But The Foundation Of Gratitude, Sympathy, And Art. Of All Life's Pleasures, Only Love Owes No Debt To Death.