Do No Harm & Leave The World

On The Last Morning Of Virginia's Bloodiest Year Since The Civil War, I Built A Fire And Sat Facing A Window Of Darkness Where At Sunrise I Knew I Would Find The Sea.

I Refuse To Sit On My Laurels.

Has All The Trappings Of A Mystery Novel, Doesn't It?

I'm Very, Very Sensitive To Pain And To People Who Suffer.

I Believe The Root Of All Evil Is Abuse Of Power.