12/25/2002 03:26:00 PM

the life of an individual-in-community is forever torn between the security of anonymity and the oxygen of life together; the specter of isolation and the obnoxious trampling of one's well-ordered self.

the walk of a community is never the same season to season or group to group.

the hopes of a community find form in the garb of that which is locally plausible in giving voice to that which is globally primal: the protected child, the inviolable companion, the space for open potential and the community of embracing grace.