It All Meant Something. Until It Didn't.

You Can't Ever Guess At Life, At Pain. All Pain Is Real, And All Pain Is Personal. It's The Most Personal Thing We Have. It Eats Each Of Us Differently.

I Often Cannot Believe The Things I Do.

It Was Always Difficult To Get Cattle Returned Once A Marriage Was Dissolved.

I Think There's A Future Where The Web And Print Coexist And They Each Do Things Uniquely And Complement Each Other, And We Have What Could Be The Ultimate And Best-yet Array Of Journalistic Venues.

Books Have A Unique Way Of Stopping Time In A Particular Moment And Saying: Let’s Not Forget This.