Leaves Hung In The Stillness Like Hands

Dodd Continued To Hope That The Murders Would So Outrage The German Public That The Regime Would Fall, But As The Days Passed He Saw No Evidence Of Any Such Outpouring Of Anger.

The Intermittent Depression That Had Shadowed Him Throughout His Adult Life Was About To Envelop Him Once Again.

I Must Confess A Shameful Secret: I Love Chicago Best In The Cold.

Reading Mission To Paris Is Like Sipping A Fine Chateau Margaux: Sublime!

Place Has Always Been Important To Me, And One Thing Today's Chicago Exudes, As It Did In 1893, Is A Sense Of Place. I Fell In Love With The City, The People I Encountered, And Above All The Lake And Its Moods, Which Shift So Readily From Season To Season, Day To Day, Even Hour To Hour.