We're Tuesday People.

Miracles Happen Quietly Every Day - In An Operating Room, On A Stormy Sea, In The Sudden Appearance Of A Road Side Stranger. They Are Rarely Tallied. No One Keeps Score.

We Move Through Places Every Day That Would Never Have Been If Not For Those Who Came Before Us. Our Workplaces, Where We Spend So Much Time--we Often Think They Began With Our Arrival. That's Not True.

He Did Not Know That The Child Who Had Asked For Yesterday Was Now Seeking To Own Tomorrow.

Critics Have A Problem With Sentimentality. Readers Do Not. I Write For Readers.

You're Not Listening With Your Eyes.