Well, here I am people... no glamour shot, I know... but no false pretenses either.Someone once said I look like Yeats or something like that... I don't know about that.
Right were I sat there was an inscription on the rocks: "1873-1900 CHH" I wondered what could be behind it, someone sanctified a life with the written word in stone, enought of it to make me wonder a hundred and six years later: