Faith Ann Guptill

Eliza Leslie, a comely woman, albeit rotund, struggled with the linen apron she adorned. The white apron starched to stiffness fought back as she struggled to tie the bow behind her back. She leaned against the massive wood baker's table to hold the apron in place. Usually, she enjoyed the quiet wee hours of the morning in the kitchen. Today, she would have welcomed the helpful hands of one of her students. To ease her frustration, she mumbled the words of one of her favorite authors, Walt...

"the boy knew, and the man remembered, by sudden upheaval, in some great catastrophe or struggle in his mature life, these all come again into the light."

by: Helen Hunt Jackson

This is a line from her book Romona that she wrote in 1884 that is as powerful today as it was over 100 years ago. If you get the chance, read Ramona, her romantic novel about Native American life and how she saw the Native Americans being driven to extinction by "civilization".

Most of the people who will walk after me will be children, so make the beat keep time with short steps.

Hans Christian Anderson