…I was the assistant editor of my high school literary magazine.  They asked me to write the dedication and here it is:

The young people of my generation write of death, or unrequited love, of man’s in humanity to man.  It is well to acknowledge the ills of our world, but to play Don Quixote and to charge at every foreboding windmill on the landscape is worse than foolish.  Let us learn a little more of life before we condemn it.  Let us only destroy as we are prepared to rebuild.  Let us search out the beauty, and the goodness, and the love in our lives, for they are always there.

This was my intent when we started WNC WOMAN. I so hope to have another platform to speak of this before I hand in my dinner pail.