Jennifer's travels beneath the tunnels of New York City was so vivid.....I felt I too the presence of the underground people, weeping for their strengths and pain. It is now November of 2006 with brisk winds.......I wonder what they are needing. And I live in Evansville Indiana. I now wonder who lives under our measly streets in this town.....do our pipes and our electricity and our water systems give them what they need? I wonder at that. As I am driving around the city, I now pay extra attention to the end of the roads/parks/waterways.....wondering. One day I may go exploring on my own, to see and offer my strength. I was at a cabin on a serene little lake in Dixon Missouri and found this book, began reading it, and took it home with me.....in just a few pages, I bound with this black and white paper thing......I felt a message or a need.....don't really know what. So, one day, you will be reading this entry and you will have met me.......a speck in this angry cold world we call ours. Peace, Joy, and Laughter be with you always...Sheri

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