March 13, 2024

Eugene David Hopes, b. March 13, 1919.

Spent the fine day in the garden, achieving not that much with the maximum of effort. The issue was bamboo, the incredible difficulty of keeping it controlled. My shoulder. . . my elbow. .  my legs. . .  But I can still do it, which is the take-away. 

Cold turned the magnolia blossoms to parchment. 

More news of the demise of UNCA. A case of assassination by administration. Vision would have helped, but anyone could have stopped it at any time with a little backbone, with the application of a little common sense. My legacy and the legacy of hundreds of others gone.