If I could measure my life against the worth of your wisdom, I would indeed be saved from all this pain. Leading me away as you do upon a merry path, I am apt to forget what I came here for. You are not the cause, and I know that you mean well. You are but the instigator of the charge that leads me else-where when I should be here and present with the life that I know I have. But I don’t want you to leave. I don’t want to go knowing that I have wronged you in some … Continue reading Snap-shot Stories – The Infallible Mr. Andrews (part one)