sheer_discipline amy anthropology it occurred me today that every value my father espouses is to be followed to the letter. and other than that, well.... time it be a wastin'. my father's midheaven is at the Galactic Center. so whatever that GC that's what my father is known for. his work is the last line of Carl Sandburg's most famous poem. heroics in an awful world. or, just heroics in no world that we can recognize or notice. these parents couldn't be more permissive nor could they make me feel like the slope were any less steep. 121218 what's it to you? who go blather from