The Moon Is A Friend For The

Time Is The Coin Of Our Live. We Must Take Care How We Spend It.

Hog Butcher For The World, Tool Maker, Stacker Of Wheat, Player With Railroads And The Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, Husky, Brawling, City Of Big Shoulders.

My Room For Books And Study Or For Sitting And Thinking About Nothing In Particular To See What Would Happen Was At The End Of A Hall.

Whenever A People Or An Institution Forget Its Hard Beginnings, It Is Beginning To Decay.

There Is An Eagle In Me That Wants To Soar.