I’m not trying to be noble. I’m afraid. And the idea of having more love than I’ve ever had– and knowing I might never have it again– that scares me worse than anything.

It was now December 7, 1941; the date that Franklin D. Roosevelt was destined to declare would live in infamy.

Rafe made people find something in themselves…(he) made me dream, he saw what I could hope to be, and helped me hope it. He did that to everyone he knew – especially the ones he...

Please don’t take my wings…