In which the person involved reflects on various things: (1) the fact that the end of September is so uncharacteristically warm, (2) wishes for the future of presuppositionalism, (3) the fact that he cannot voluntarily control outcomes.
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Hey, speaking of dead pines and outcomes not entirely in the control of agents, or just of pines and the cold, did you see they’re going ahead with the Save Northland project? Steering committee with pedigree, no designated figurehead, clear call for contributions. From what I can tell, the silence has been due to what looks like some intense effort. People want to make this work. If the library is at all worthwhile, they ought to think of having a scholar’s retreat. There are advantages to silence, after all, when it comes to making things work.
Unknowing 