All things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.

My father was Catholic, my mother was Protestant, and because of that I got Christened in both churches, so I&#39;ve got all these names... but my Dad always called me Mick.

While the novelist is banging on his typewriter, the poet is watching a fly in the windowpane.

At the end of the day, my hope is that when the new Medicare- Prescription Drug Law gets up and fully running a lot more seniors will pay a whole lot less than they do today for their much-needed medications.

Written By Dennis Hastert

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