One of the most wonderful things about the fall is that everything old passes away. Old leaves, old blossoms, old grass. Perhaps it was a good summer...perhaps not...a bit too hot...too wet...too dry. The middle months' highlights are history and like concentric circles in a ripple of water, those days have flowed into the annals ... Read More

Recently during a stroll along a well-known spot in the "Big Easy", I became painfully aware of this fact: There are places on the planet where the chasm between good and evil, light and darkness, midnight and morning is at its widest. I tread within a quarter where depravity is most despicable and immorality is ... Read More