In the late 1930's, and with a perfect storm brewing, there is still hope. The very fabric of America begins to unravel because of innocence lost. "Through our own recovered innocence we discern the innocence of our neighbors." Henry David Thoreau http: //ow.ly/H4oTl"
In the late 1930's, and with a perfect storm brewing, there is still hope. The very fabric of America begins to unravel because of innocence lost. "Th...
