The Country Corporeal

“…we stood on the edge of a field where, on a September morning in 1862, the blood of 12,000 men — wounded and dead — soaked the soil. “

Whence Cometh the Icemen?

“How long before someone and then someone else steps over that line, crosses the gates and barriers, and strikes the fatal blows against the source of the stench skulking out of the east and drags it across the gutter and off into history?”