Trailed: One Woman's Quest to Solve the Shenandoah Murders

by Kathryn Miles

Border Woman Walls her own lands With her own soul In communion With her own spirits Between two lands is where my heart is. The land is not mine any less than It is yours. I am me you are you. And we are we. Stop and listen. Flow and ebb with me. I bleed. I breathe. I live. —Julie Williams, journal entry December 12, 1995

a passage by the fin de siècle Presbyterian clergyman, Henry van Dyke: Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars; to be satisfied with your possessions but not content with yourself until you have made the best of them; to despise nothing in the world except falsehood and meanness, and to fear nothing except cowardice; to be governed by your admirations rather than by your disgusts; to covet nothing that is your neighbor’s except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners; to think seldom of your enemies, often of your friends, and every day of Christ; and to spend as much time as you can, with body and spirit in God’s out-of-doors. These are little guide paths to peace.