“Now I think I know what made him look back at me mysteriously when I walked up to the three of them that dawn. He had a thought that I had now, that long before we were here, before there was a Yalta or an Oreanda, the sea sounded as it sounds now and it will sound just as hollow and lonely after we’ve gone to our rest. It came to him like a promise about the next world might come to a believer. It promised that none of this—the sea, the clouds, the peaks—had ever cared and would never care about us. That thought brought him peace.”

                                                                                                                   “The Watchman”  (2011)

To submit a memory or photograph, please email Dr.  Robert Murray.