IN GIVING WE TRUST
I was listening to a soon-to-be ex-tenant of mine ranting on about how the past two years of her life spent on a little island in the Pacific that the P.C. (Politically Correct) crowd touted as the dream place to live had been most unsatisfactory. Her body held rigidly erect as she stood flat-footed on the ground, she had thrown down her bandana and was giving up. “Going home,” she said. “I’m going home.” And then there was a truly…
