March Is A Tomboy With

Consider The Wheelbarrow. It May Lack The Grace Of An Airplane, The Speed Of An Automobile, The Initial Capacity Of A Freight Car, But Its Humble Wheel Marked Out The Path Of What Civilization We Still Have.

Year's End Is Neither An End Nor A Beginning But A Going On, With All The Wisdom That Experience Can Instill In Us.

He Who Travels West Travels Not Only With The Sun But With History.

Summer Is A Promissory Note Signed In June, Its Long Days Spent And Gone Before You Know It, And Due To Be Repaid Next January.

He Who Walks May See And Understand. You Can Study All America From One Hilltop, If Your Eyes Are Open And Your Mind Is Willing To Reach. But First You Must Walk To That Hill.