from the American Spectator

Glad I didn't miss this column by Shawn Macomber:

A few years later Jim went off to war. He returned scarred. Difficult. An essentially good man with demons that thrived, never drowned, in the bottle and a sad past like an implacable dark cloud. Forbearance and self-sacrifice in relationships, of course, long ago fell out of vogue with the rise of the Boomers’ Nation of Navel-Gazing. No matter. Alice loved with a stubborn unconditionality, seer of the diamond in the sometimes very rough, a living example of a commitment.

Brought tears to my eyes. You? One With The Underdogs