"In Germany the Nazis first came for the Communists and I didn't object because I wasn't a Communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't object because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't object because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn't object because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me." -Pastor Martin Niemoller, Dachau, Germany, 1941 Last night, in a dream I had, I was repeating the phrase, over and over again, "and then they came for me." Because my people and I were being hunted and killed, just because of what we were - as if we'd actually chosen to be that ... People were being killed, my friends, they were being killed ... just because they were different. Perhaps this is one of my greatest fears. Perhaps. ... I can't talk now. I'm too ... out of it. But I will say this. My grandmother is going to AA meetings - and this is a good thing. My brother announced his and Shannon's engagement, yay them! And, David has also just informed me that he's going to take Anger Management classes. Very good thing. I really don't feel like typing much of anything else out. Sorry. I'll write more another time. Take care and all that. Blessed be. "One of these days, you will ask me, 'what's more important? My life or your life?' I will say 'my life' and you will walk away, not knowing you are my Life."