It's Always Sad If Anybody

This Was Like July 13th, 1943, The Pivotal Day Of The Battle Of The Kursk. We Were Like Alexander Vasilevsky, The Soviet General. If We Attacked Now, This Minute, We Had To Keep On And On Attacking Until The Enemy Was Run Off His Feet And The War Was Won. If We Bogged Down Or Paused For Breath Even For A Second, We Would Be Overrun Again.

What Do I Miss About The Uk? Sadly, Almost Nothing. Maybe The Midnight Sun, In June In The North. That's All.

I'm A Rich Man. To Have Everything You Need Is The Definition Of Affluence.

The Third Guy Was Different. He Was What You Got When You Ate Squirrels For Four Generations. Smarter Than A Rat And Tougher Than A Goat, And Jumpier Than Either One.

Don't Get It Right - Get It Written!