Bury Me Beneath The Apple Tree

“I got the sexton, who was digging Linton’s grave, to remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I opened it. I thought, once, I would have stayed there, when I saw her face again—it is hers yet—he had hard work to stir me; but he said it would change, if the air blew on…

Lost & Found: Someone’s Military Photos

“Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend. Do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end. There won’t be any trumpets blowing come the judgement day. On the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.” ― One Tin Soldier lyrics by The Original Caste