I just finished reading Jimmy Carter’s latest book, Our Endangered Values, which my mother and stepfather gave me for $WINTERHOLIDAY. What follows is sort of a review of and response to and riff on the book.
( Come sit by my rocking chair, all you young folk, and let Grampaw Beowabbit tell you a story. )
And Grampaw Beowabbit can remember when people were seriously predicting riots if the price of gas hit a dollar a gallon.
( Come sit by my rocking chair, all you young folk, and let Grampaw Beowabbit tell you a story. )
And Grampaw Beowabbit can remember when people were seriously predicting riots if the price of gas hit a dollar a gallon.