A Sentiment Understood   

Every Christmas I read the Dulce Domum chapter of the Wind in the Willows for my children.  I do it to remind them of the meaning of home, frendship, and celebration.

In the story, Mole and Ratty are trudging across winter fields when Mole catches the scent of his former home... long forgotten and suddenly remembered.

"Poor Mole stood alone in the road, his heart torn asunder, a big sob gathering somewhere low down inside him, to leap up to the surface presently... Recollection brought fresh waves of sorrow, and sobs again took full charge of him, preventing further speech."

Now, I finally know how Mole felt on gaining the vision of his loss... we will miss Mr. Buckley so...
Richard Crispin, Louisville, Kentucky

03/02 06:53 PM