We sit in the twilight, the shadows among,And we talk of the happy days when we were brave and young.
We sit in the twilight, the shadows among,And we talk of the happy days when we were brave and young.
That was for the old ones, for Colonel Zareff and Judge Ledue and Dolf Kellton, maybe even for Tom Brangwyn and Franz Veltrin and for his father. But his brother Charley and the boys of his generation would have a future to talk about. And so would he, and Lynne Fawzi.
--H. BEAM PIPER