Not Everyone Writes Well From A Child's

Which Is Why We Have Spouses And Children And Parents And Colleagues And Friends, Because Someone Has To Know Us Better Than We Know Ourselves. We Need Them To Tell Us. We Need Them To Say, "i Know You, Al. You Are Not The Kind Of Man Who.

I Can Be Glib And Truthful All At Once.

The Other Possibility Was That There Was No Right Thing To Say, That The Choice Wasn't Between Right And Wrong But Between Wrong, More Wrong, And As Wrong As You Can Get.

One Of The Nice Things About Our Marriage, At Least To My Way Of Thinking, Is That My Wife And I No Longer Have To Argue Every Thing Through. We Each Know What The Other Will Say, And So The Saying Becomes An Unnecessary Formality. No Doubt Some Marriage Counselor Would Explain To Us That Our Problem Is A Failure To Communicate, But To My Way Of Thinking We've Worked Long And Hard To Achieve This Silence, Lily's And Mine, So Fraught With Mutual Understanding.

In The End It All Came Down To Companionship, To Friendship, To Sacrifice, To Compromise.