Dad, As A Good American, Believed His

They Use Everything About The Hog Except The Squeal.

All Art Is Propaganda. It Is Universally And Inescabably Propaganda; Sometimes Unconsciously, But Often Deliberately, Propaganda.

In The Twilight, It Was A Vision Of Power.

It Is The Music Which Makes It What It Is; It Is The Music Which Changes The Place From The Rear Room Of A Saloon In Back Of The Yards To A Fairy Place, A Wonderland, A Little Comer Of The High Mansions Of The Sky.

But I Have A Conscience And A Religious Faith, And I Know That Our Liberties Were Not Won Without Suffering, And May Be Lost Again Through Our Cowardice. I Intend To Do My Duty To My Country.