Enter To Learn; Depart To Serve.

The Progress Of The World Will Call For The Best That All Of Us Have To Give.

I Have Had More Than Half A Century Of Such Happiness. A Great Deal Of Worry And Sorrow, Too, But Never A Worry Or A Sorrow That Was Not Offset By A Purple Iris, A Lark, A Bluebird, Or A Dewy Morning Glory.

If We Have The Courage And Tenacity Of Our Forebears, Who Stood Firmly Like A Rock Against The Lash Of Slavery, We Shall Find A Way To Do For Our Day What They Did For Theirs.

Enter To Learn; Depart To Serve.

[to The Patronizing Train Conductor Who Had Twice Said, 'auntie, Give Me Your Ticket':] Which Of My Sister's Sons Are You?