You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair." Douglas MacArthur

Old Barley might be as old as thee hills, and might swear like a whole field of troopers, but there were redeeming youth and trust and hope enough in Chinks's Basin to fill it to overflowing.

Milcas raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Roegan in Fargranther; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all accounts, damned idea.

You two are children almost grown. Your hearts have not hardened to the realities of the world. Your dreams have not fallen through your fingers. You still know hope.

“Two other vehicles stopped to let the girl cross but the driver of the pickup did not until after the collision. We hope one of the two drivers who stopped will contact police.”

“I'm hoping to get us refocused and back on the same page. Can we stick around? I think so. We play in the SCC conference, and that gets us ready.”

“We have been praying since we got the news of my parents being in hospital. We hope Allah will bring both of them back to Delhi safe and sound.”

“He'll have an MRI scan this weekend, and we can take it from there. Shane hasn't made the progress we'd hoped for, so it is better if he doesn't play in the first test.”

“What I?m hoping is that there will be enough people there with enthusiasm for this to decide to develop some kind of structure and set up an executive committee, drive the thing, and set up the next meeting.”

“By this time in the season, I was hoping we would have one settled on. But we're still evaluating people and trying to figure out how we play the best with the combinations on the court.”