We seem to have a compulsion these days to bury time capsules in order to give those people living in the next century or so some idea of what we are like.
All is amiss. Love is dying faith's defying heart's denying.
If we are to fulfill the promise of this great Nation that everybody in...
None of us knows what might happen even the next minute, yet still we go...
In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.
