June 8, 2014

EDITORIAL: A moment to remember those guiding us to our better selves

“I don’t suppose there’s a man here who’s 30 but they look old ... Behind me lies a hard fought field ... The dead lie sprawled in every attitude. Their uniforms are dirty and torn, their faces like yellow clay and unshaven. Brown dried blood stains them. Today’s been one of those days in battle when the heebie jeebies are in order.”

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