“How I got into this? Well― Like Frost, you know, I saw two roads diverging in a wood. So I bushwhacked a path in some other direction. I mean―who wants to follow a crowd through the forest?” — Pansy Schneider-Horst Copy Share Image
“Bushwhacked, I examine my hands. Same hands. Rings still there but no longer valid.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
