REFLECTION of WARD COURIER

Autumn, 2012

SOUTH WALES, NY

I think about Lys - or is it Kestrel? - often. She will always be Lys to me. My thoughts have gone in a number of directions.

Anyone who knows me as a grown man knows I try to be the best being I can be. That doesn't mean I do it; it only means I attempt it in ways that I can observe. I still try.

There is a difference between a man and a good male being. There are men who can win bar fights, ...