All the Sweet Tomorrows

This book is dedicated with much love and great respect to the first hero I ever had, my father, David Roger Williams. You're still my hero, Daddy!

The world has laid low,

and the wind

blows away like ashes

Alexander, Caesar, and all who were

in their trust;

Grass-grown is Tara,

and see Troy now how it is-

And the English themselves,

perhaps they too

will pass!

– Anonymous Irish poem, 17th or 18th century