Wally made me want to live a dignified life, a life that mattered to both the people and place where I belong.
I wonder if I have ever felt more alive, more competent in my mind and more at ease with myself and my world, than I feel for a few minutes on the shoulder of that known hill while I watch the sun climb powerfully and confidently and see below me the unchanged village, the lake like a pool of mercury, the varying greens of hayfields and meadows and sugarbush and black spruce woods, all of it lifting and warming as the stretched shadows shorten.
Note: @KeslerWoodward Thanks so much for recommending this book!
space. She’ll have to sleep with Grandpa when she comes. In
Note: Typo?
“Richard? Why? Last time he wrote, he expected not to be replaced until late summer or fall. He certainly isn’t going to leave until that man puts him out.”
Note: Aunt Emily refers to President Roosevelt as "that man." Nice touch.