There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio...

My friend sent me a link to Colossal.com, and specifically, to this post:
Click and watch the video!----->:Nature Imitates Andy Goldsworthy: Rare Ice Disk Forms in North Dakota River

I am uninformed enough to be completely unaware of Andy Goldsworthy . . . my friend probably knows him and all his works . . . but this natural phenomenon must exceed anything a human could produce.  My first thoughts, when I saw the video and the pictures, were of high school geometry, and my teacher telling me that there was no such thing as a perfect circle. 

Surprise.

JFK

7th grade. 
Sent back to our homerooms. 
The office turned on the public address system and we listened to the radio report. 
Then we were dismissed early and sent home on the school buses.
All those twelve-year-old kids in the halls opening and closing lockers, going down the stairs and nobody speaking a word. 
There was a barely audible shuffle of feet, and that was all.
A vacuum, a waiting.

Two years prior, my father.
Five years later, RFK and Martin Luther King, Jr.
They weren't as good as we thought they were, but we believed in them.
All dead. So much for belief.

"Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave 
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind; 
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. 
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned."

~Dirge Without Music

by Edna St Vincent Millay