Echoes

Last night, I watched some of CSPAN's coverage of the Reagan memorial, and I heard echoes from 1963. Many of you are too young to remember the assassination of John F Kennedy, but most of us who do remember it vividly. The same caisson that bore President Ronald W Reagan's body down the streets ... Continue reading

In memoriam

I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, ... Continue reading