Where Are Your Pants, Son?

I Was A First-time Writer, So I Did As I Was Told. I Hadn't Realized It (the Original Book) Had Survived, So Was Surprised And Delighted When My Dear Friend And Lawyer Tonja Carter Discovered It. After Much Thought And Hesitation, I Shared It With A Handful Of People I Trust And Was Pleased To Hear That They Considered It Worthy Of Publication. I Am Humbled And Amazed That This Will Now Be Published After All These Years.

Wordsworth Was Right When He Said That We Trail Clouds Of Glory As We Come Into The World, That We Are Born With A Divine Sense Of Perception. As We Grow Older, The World Closes In On Us, And We Gradually Lose The Freshness Of Viewpoint That We Had As Children. That Is Why I Think Children Should Get To Know This Country While They Are Young.

When A Child Asks You Something, Answer Him, For Goodness Sake. But Don't Make A Production Of It. Children Are Children, But They Can Spot An Evasion Faster Than Adults, And Evasion Simply Muddles 'em.

So It Took An Eight-year-old Child To Bring 'em To Their Senses.... That Proves Something - That A Gang Of Wild Animals Can Be Stopped, Simply Because They're Still Human. Hmp, Maybe We Need A Police Force Of Children.

Now That I Was Compelled To Think About It, Reading Was Something That Just Came To Me, As Learning To Fasten The Seat Of My Union Suit Without Looking Around, Or Achieving Two Bows From A Snarl Of Shoelaces.