Classes move forward at UPenn. The Dietz brothers work and play together. I struggle to put my time in Israel in perspective and to make an assessment regarding what I accomplished there. Hope to do some calligraphy this term. Military matters fade from the mind, a pre-occupation I hope not to have again. In my mind there is something demonic both present and missing.
TS Eliot’s After Strange Gods read last night. More about “race” than expected, and a dull pessimism. Is Virginia the last place to hope in, as he suggests? Carry me back…
