1) As long as I could manage not to think of yesterday.

In time it’ll get shoved back in my mind and I won’t think about it much. As far as bad memories go, it makes me a little sick, but nothing vomit-inducing. I’ll deal.

2) Species is irrelevant. I haven’t met too many bears, but I’ve met tons of stallions.

Some were kind, some were cruel.

Some were strong, some were weak.

Some were Hell divers, some where false idol worshipers.

Some horded for themselves, some horded for others.

Some fought for what they believed in, some blindly followed the trend.

The only merits I’d ever judge Boscov on are the ones he’s set himself. He’s not perfect but he’d be hard to beat in any criteria.

He’s not the Jack of Trades, he’s the Ace of Spades.