Just a few philosophical thoughts to end the week. I attended a funeral this morning which brought to mind that fact that we are all alike. We are born, we live, and then we die. It matters not where we're from, what religion we practice, what color skin we have--death is a part of life, and the survivors all grieve.
On the way back to the library, I heard a story on NPR's Here and Now, about the recent Newsweek article on the last messages to loved ones of those who were killed in Iraq. I think the radio report was particularly poignant since it included audio clips, one of which is of a soldier singing a song for his children.
So, let me end by saying peace to all, especially to those who grieve the passing of a loved one.