|Redford Observer, May 15, 1975 (enlarge)|
This column delves into the essence of our ubiquitous moon. Grandma Thornton believed in the power of the moon and wanted to visit it herself. She gave Gundella a Valentine from 1935 which featured a crescent with two people climbing up to touch its horns. It was her long held belief that man would someday visit it.
Whether waxing or waning, inspiring love or magic, it is a mysterious thing. Personally, I think it is hollow and holds the power to subjugate a la David Icke but I'm crazy as bat guano.