Somebody tell me that we are good people. Somebody say that we are good neighbors. Somebody remind me that when a house burns down we help those in their loss. Somebody write in these pages that we laugh with each other, that we work and sweat beside each other, that we are good people. Somebody stand up and affirm that our bellies are not full of hate and our minds not full of madness. Somebody tell me we are going to be OK.

David Koren,

Sarver