SteveGon
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- Steve Gonzales
I just found out tonight that a relative was one of the victims in the Tennessee bus crash on Wednesday. My late grandfather's sister-in-law, Amelia Ortiz Nerio, was killed along with five others (including the assailant). Apparently, the man responsible for the crash used a box cutter (!) to slash the driver's throat and then steered the bus off the road. Is there no end to this kind of shit? I feel terrible for my grandmother. My father, her only child, died in December of '99, one of her sisters died just a few months ago, and now this...
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He thought on homeland, the big timber, the air thin and chill all the year long. Tulip poplars so big through the trunk they put you in mind of locomotives set on end. He thought of getting home and building him a cabin on Cold Mountain so high that not a soul but the nighthawks passing across the clouds in autumn could hear his sad cry. Of living a life so quiet he would not need ears. And if Ada would go with him, there might be the hope, so far off in the distance he did not even really see it, that in time his despair might be honed off to a point so fine and thin that it would be nearly the same as vanishing.
-- Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain
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He thought on homeland, the big timber, the air thin and chill all the year long. Tulip poplars so big through the trunk they put you in mind of locomotives set on end. He thought of getting home and building him a cabin on Cold Mountain so high that not a soul but the nighthawks passing across the clouds in autumn could hear his sad cry. Of living a life so quiet he would not need ears. And if Ada would go with him, there might be the hope, so far off in the distance he did not even really see it, that in time his despair might be honed off to a point so fine and thin that it would be nearly the same as vanishing.
-- Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain