All Systems Require Myths For Their Longevity.

I Grow Old Though Pleased With My Memories The Tasks I Can No Longer Complete Are Balanced By The Love Of The Tasks Gone Past I Offer No Apology Only This Plea: When I Am Frayed And Strained And Drizzle At The End Please Someone Cut A Square And Put Me In A Quilt That I Might Keep Some Child Warm And Some Old Person With No One Else To Talk To Will Hear My Whispers And Cuddle Near

We Must Invest In Tomorrow. And Pay Our Teachers For Teaching As We Pay Our Coaches For Coaching.

And You Will Understand All Too Soon That You, My Children Of Battle, Are Your Heroes

We Need To Make Sure Our Children Travel To See Things. Not Necessarily Long Distances But At Least Out Of The Neighborhood. On A Train. A Boat. An Airplane.

Poetry Is Like Air. It's One Of The Necessary Things. Everyone Benefits From Poetry. And As You Know, Poetry Is International. There Are Only Two Things That Are Truly International, Poetry And Wine.