Henry Taylor: A Quaker Poet Departs — A Holiday Read
Late one spring morning in 1986, I was creeping along the edge of Ox Road, Virginia route 123, driving with one hand, and shoving mail into the boxes on posts with the other. I was a substitute rural mail carrier, working a route just south of the seemingly nonexistent town of Fairfax Station. Beyond the … Continue reading Henry Taylor: A Quaker Poet Departs — A Holiday Read