"Evening snow starts to fall outside. It starts as large fluffy flakes. Day after day snow falls, week after week. Will it never end? The sidewalks become like narrow alleyways. For every snowflake there is regret: for words never said, for trips made and not...

“Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us Facing the rising sun of our new day begun Let us march on ’til victory is won.”...