What I Mean Is, I Love Winter,

There Are Special, Strange Gifted People In The World And They Have To Be Treated With Understanding

It Seemed Clear That Wars Were Not Made By Generations And Their Special Stupidities, But That Wars Were Made Instead By Something Ignorant In The Human Heart

I Did No Know Everything There Was To Know About Myself, And Knew That I Did Not Know It.

This Was The Tree, And It Seemed To Me Standing There To Resemble Those Men, The Giants Of Your Childhood, Whom You Encounter Years Later And Find That They Are Not Merely Smaller In Relation To Your Growth, But They Are Absolutely Smaller, Shrunken By Age. In This Double Demotion The Old Giants Have Become Pygmies While You Were Looking The Other Way.

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.