Occupation: Journalist Birth: December 31, 1905 Death: July 26, 1987
Night is a curious child, wandering Between earth and sky, creeping In windows and doors, daubing The entire neighborhood With purple paint..
I admire Russia for wiping out an economic system which permitted a handful of rich to exploit and beat gold from the millions of plain people…. As o….
Robert Whitmore died of apoplexy when a stranger from Georgia mistook him for a former Macon waiter..
Ideas rise with new mornings but never die..