Life Goes On With Fragile Normalcy.

Must Protect My Little Pockets Of Happiness.

My Platitudes Don't Hold Their Interest And I Can Hardly Blame Them For That. My Real Stories Are All Out Of Date. So What If I Can Speak Firsthand About The Spanish Flu, The Advent Of The Automobile, World Wars, Cold Wars, Guerrilla Wars, And Sputnik — That's All Ancient History Now. But What Else Do I Have To Offer? Nothing Happens To Me Anymore. That's The Reality Of Getting Old, And I Guess That's Really The Crux Of The Matter. I'm Not Ready To Be Old Yet.

I Think There Is Just A Vein Of Humanity That Really Loves Animals And Really Loves To Read About Them.

We Traveled For Two Weeks With A Pickled Hippo.

How Hard Can It Be To Find A Girl And An Elephant For Christ's Sake?