As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.
I'd experienced the '40s and '50s by looking at my grandparents' old clothes, books, and magazines.
When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!

