Cassandra’s Tears

Tears of joy, tears of pain, we are reflected in the salt-water pools we create. So let us build a fleet of paper boats and sail them on our ocean of indecision, laughing at the wind-whipped white-crested waves that would wash over us, drowning us in our own despair, yet somehow never vanquishing us in the end.

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Location: Lennoxville, Quebec, Canada

Thursday, September 29, 2005

“Education is the best provision for the journey to old age.” - Aristotle: a mini-saga

All his life Theodore had studied the cream of classical literature. He was conversant in both Latin and Greek. Homer and Virgil kept him company through his slow descent into senility and, even when he no longer recognized his wife and son, Dido and Telemachus continued to visit every day.


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