Erik Dodgion

“Bless the largeness inside me, no matter how I fear it.”
― Sue Monk Kidd, The Book of Longings

“But to mourn, that's different. To mourn is to be eaten alive with homesickness for the person.”
― Olive Ann Burns, Cold Sassy Tree

“If a man was around when Aunt Kathy came by, she would berate him and throw him out. I even saw her toss guys out at gunpoint. She’d threaten them and say, “I will shoot you until I can’t see you!” I remember thinking, “How is that possible? That’s a lot of damn shooting!” ”
― Harold Phifer, Surviving Chaos: How I Found Peace at A Beach Bar

“They came for him near midnight, seven hard-faced men arriving simultaneously in a matching set of Zis 101s, the black-lacquered saloon car so shamelessly modeled on the American Buick Roadmaster, and so capriciously favored by the sinister flying squads of the NKVD.
Ironically, the arrest when it came did not shock Batya. He had prepared for it.”
― KGE Konkel, Who Has Buried the Dead?: From Stalin to Putin … The last great secret of World War Two