Doing the day’s work day by day, doing a little, adding a little, broadening our bases wanting not only for ourselves but for others also, a fairer chance for all people everywhere. Forever moving forward, always remembering that it is the things of the spirit that in the end prevail. That caring counts and that where there is no vision the people perish. That hope and faith count and that without charity, there can be nothing good. That having dared to live dangerously, and in believing in the inherent goodness of man, we can stride forward into the unknown with growing confidence.
Not bad, eh?
I’ve just come across it. It was written by John Gilbert Winant, Republican Governor of New Hampshire and US Ambassador to London during the Second World War. It is engraved on his tombstone. Winston Churchill sent four dozen yellow roses to the funeral, and the King and Queen sent a telegram of condolence.
Check him out.