The Crime Novel Has Always Been My

I'm At The Atheist End Of The Agnostic Spectrum.

I Wish I Could Remember Where I Put Things. I Spend Half My Life Looking For My Keys. With The Other Half I Look For My Glasses.

The Hope For A Messiah Puts Too Much On That One Person. And You Think That Absolves You Of Personal Responsibility And You Don't Have To Act Because That Person Will Do It For You.

I Have One Vivid Memory Of One Of The Days That The Marches Were Taking Place. We Were In A Catholic, Predominantly Polish And Lithuanian Neighborhood. Chicago Is A Place Where People Define Themselves By Their Parish And By Their Ethnicity.

I Have A Friend Who Lives In The South Side Of Chicago. I Helped Out At A Church Charity There Where They Try To Give A Bit Of Cohesion To A Desperate Area. Everyone Was Very Welcoming