I don't think our pro offense would work at the college level.
I met my fathers in prison, they too a part of a scene; digging death.
Facebook has focused on the conversation, but not really on absorbing the Web into its walled garden.
How I wished I'd have had a camera of my own, a mad mental camera that could register pictorial shots, of the photographic artist himself prowling about for his ultimate shot - an epic in itself. (On the road with Robert Frank, 1958)
My parents inspired me by their example. They both grew up in the Depression, and both of them had to quit school when they were quite young to work, because there actually was no choice. So they've always impressed me with their resilience, their good spirits, their courage. I just remember them carrying on and just doing their lives. They really made a strong impression on me.
None but himself can be his parallel.