"Be thou the rainbow over the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
and tints to-morrow with prophetic ray" Lord Byron, The Bride of Abydos
"Twenty-one years have passed in a blur" - how is that many interminable moments - add up to a blur? What will be left from each of us -when we are not here to "assure" that things get done "right?"
"A neighborhood where City of Refuge no longer needs a guard booth and its own eight-foot fence,..."
"...more of the same thing..."
"Any sense of 'them' has been replaced with 'us.'" - lead, follow or get out of the way?
"I'll let you know how it goes."