Seeing Does Not Always Believe.

But It Makes You Wonder, Doesn't It? Just How Normal Are We? Just Who Are The People We Nod Our Hellos To As We Pass On The Street? A Rather Good Question To Ask - Particularly In The Twilight Zone.

A Word To The Wise To All The Children Of The Twentieth Century, Whether Their Concern Be Pediatrics Or Geriatrics, Whether They Crawl On Hands And Knees And Wear Diapers Or Walk With A Cane And Comb Their Beards. There's A Wondrous Magic To Christmas, And There's A Special Power Reserved For Little People. In Short, There's Nothing Mightier Than The Meek, And A Merry Christmas To Each And All.

You Know, Writer Can Write About The Foreign Legion Without Ever Having Been In The Foreign Legion, But That Doesn't Necessarily Mean That What He's Written Doesn't Necessarily Reflect The Nature Of Him As An Individual - Or Her. Using The Male Gender Because It's Me Speaking. I Don't Mean To Put Down The Female.

I Don't Think It's Man's Function To Write. I Don't Think It's A Normal Thing Like Teeth-brushing And Going To The Bathroom. It's A Supered Position On The Animal.

When I Dig Back Through Memory Cells, I Get One Particularly Distinctive Feeling-and That's One Of Warmth, Comfort And Well-being. For Whatever Else I May Have Had, Or Lost, Or Will Find-i've Still Got A Hometown. This, Nobody's Gonna Take Away From Me.