I Can Be Glib And Truthful All

My Dad Had This Rock Hard Body And Would Work 12- To 13-hour Days. The Guys He Worked With Were Scrap-iron Guys. Nobody On That Road Crew Had Read A Book In 10 Years, But There Was Something About The Way They Lived I Really Admired.

You Just Kind Of Have Faith. If That Sounds Kind Of Mystical, It's Because I Really Don't Know How It Works, But I Trust That It Does. I Try To Write The Way I Read, In Order To Find Out What Happens Next.

...aware, As Always, That The Truth Isn't Much Of Substitute For A Good Answer.

I’ve Always Known That There’s More Going On Inside Me Than Finds Its Way Into The World, But This Is Probably True Of Everyone. Who Doesn’t Regret That He Isn’t More Fully Understood?

They Stayed, Many Of Them, Because Staying Was Easier And Less Scary Than Leaving.