We think the fire eats the wood. We are wrong. The wood reaches out to the flame. The fire licks at what the wood harbors, and the wood gives itself away to that intimacy, the manner in which we and the world meet each new day.

We responded to a call on a sawdust fire in the wood column shop. The call came about 10:30 p.m.

As coals are to burning coals, and wood to fire; so is a contentious man to kindle strife.

Without wood a fire goes out; without gossip a quarrel dies down

That's grace under fire worthy of a misplaced Australian final-wicket partnership.

The biggest complaint over the years has been that the Legislature has had no oversight over the Partnership programs. You've talked, fussed and (expletive) about the lack of oversight for years. This is your chance to have some oversight.