One Withers, Another Grows.

Young Men Go To War. Sometimes Because They Have To, Sometimes Because They Want To. Always, They Feel They Are Supposed To. This Comes From The Sad, Layered Stories Of Life, Which Over The Centuries Have Seen Courage Confused With Picking Up Arms, And Cowardice Confused With Laying Them Down.

First And Foremost, I Would Put A Massive National Emphasis On Illiteracy With Real Markers That You Could Measure And Real Efforts To Do A One-on-one Kind Of Tutoring Until Kids Can Get Up To Snuff On That.

We All Have Same Beginning (birth), And We Will Have Same Ending (death). So How Different Can We Be?

Chicago Keeps Getting All These Complete Games. Im Expecting 50 Cent Hot Dogs.

Silence Was His Escape, But Silence Is Rarely A Refuge.