I feel the fight in my blood and my bones. I tilt with sadly informed (mostly well meaning) acquaintances. I write letters to those from my patch who make and break the laws in Washington. I still feel helpless, but...I'll never quit. I have a grandson and a great-grandson who deserve the kind of world I grew up in.
You do what you can. It may not feel like enough but it’s what YOU can do. If we all do it, it WILL be enough. Reread the Talmud excerpt at the end of my essay.
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I feel the fight in my blood and my bones. I tilt with sadly informed (mostly well meaning) acquaintances. I write letters to those from my patch who make and break the laws in Washington. I still feel helpless, but...I'll never quit. I have a grandson and a great-grandson who deserve the kind of world I grew up in.
You do what you can. It may not feel like enough but it’s what YOU can do. If we all do it, it WILL be enough. Reread the Talmud excerpt at the end of my essay.
Thank you, Leland.
This is so well thought out
and so well written.
Writing the truth
of the situation we face
keeps us all stronger.
Reading it makes
each one of us
more able to make
the best contribution
to freedom
that we are capable of.
Thank you dear friend. Always appreciate your comments. One way to help is to simply spread the word by restacking and by sharing on other msocial media platforms.