...the innocent, the old, the young, people of any class, any faith, any colour, with only the common feature of being in the wrong place when the appointed time comes, and of being human beings - with their lives, with their hopes, with the people they love and who will grieve for them. The murderers strike regardless. Count the ways...- Normblog
I am behind on my email. Theirs will be read by other eyes.
I haven't got done all I wanted to do. They never will.