"Watching the boys vanish away, Charles Halloway supressed a sudden urge to run with them, make the pack. He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life. Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this, so the sadness could not hurt."

—excerpt from Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury



Magda Marczewska
I've been away. My brothers are in town and we've been busy tubing the river and drinking beer and yesterday we went to Mackinac Island and had some fun. If you go there you must watch out for the horse manure.