William Pipes

“Seven...eight...nine...
Some in the crowd shuffled for positions where they could have a better view. By now it was close to four o'clock, and the sun was setting slightly in the west. What that morning had been close to zero weather was now in the mid-forties. The dueling field, which had been sparkling with the morning frost was now dry.”
― William Roy Pipes, Darby

“On the way back to Berea College, Deborah and William caught up on events, most of the time both talking at once. Mr. Caldwell listened and smiled, perhaps remembering his youth.”
― Wiliam Roy Pipes