With all due respect for T.S. Eliot, I do not agree that “April is the Cruelest Month”. If he had been living anywhere in the Northeastern United States, he would have, most assuredly, considered March before penning those famous lines in his modern masterpiece, The Wasteland. It’s snowing here again, an icy, wet wintry mix skimming the freezing mark and causing havoc on the roads. Never mind that one … Read More
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