I’ve been imagining what it would be like to know my death is coming. I am proud of the fact that Death bothers me less when myself, than when my Wives. I’m 50 now and I don’t welcome Death–but I don’t fear it either. I have to think about why “proud” is the correct word… Continue reading Assessment
I imagine there were all kinds of people in Salem. Some who burned eagerly, Some who were burned, Some brave souls who opposed the burnings, and Some who quietly recognized evil, but Allowed it for fear or personal gain.