My Grandkids Say, "reality Bites." O.k., But

International Exchanges Are Not A Great Tide To Sweep Away All Differences, But They Will Slowly Wear Away At The Obstacles To Peace As Surely As Water Wears Away A Hard Stone.

A New Breeze Is Blowing, And A Nation Refreshed By Freedom Stands Ready To Push On. There Is New Ground To Be Broken, And New Action To Be Taken. There Are Times When The Future Seems Thick As A Fog; You Sit And Wait, Hoping The Mists Will Lift And Reveal The Right Path. But This Is A Time When The Future Seems A Door You Can Walk Right Through Into A Room Called Tomorrow.

The Anchor In Our World Today Is Freedom, Holding Us Steady In Times Of Change, A Symbol Of Hope To All The World.

Every American Expects And Deserves Clean Air, And Then We Act On That Belief, Then We Will Set An Example For The Rest Of The World To Follow.

It Is Possible To Tell Things By A Handshake. I Like The "looking In The Eye" Syndrome. It Conveys Interest. I Like The Firm, Though Not Bone Crushing Shake. The Bone Crusher Is Trying Too Hard To "macho It." The Clammy Or Diffident Handshake - Fairly Or Unfairly - Get Me Off To A Bad Start With A Person.