This weblog is no longer being maintained. All information here has been ported to EclecticEchoes.com. This site (heupel.com/eclectic) remains only for archival purposes.
Any words I could produce would be too sad or angry to be productive to anyone but myself, they can be expressed only in quill and ink and ragged paper.
Today is, for me at least, a day to spend with my family– remembering the victims, the soldiers and their families, and being thankful for the future and the present that we have.