Dick Hank

“ Many writers have tried to capture the essence of
man's nuclear fate. Here a new writer, working in
what amounts to blank verse, captures our imagination
in an experimental—but heart-touching vignette. ”

“ The air moved thick with activeness, the last man knew its purpose. Death was near, of this he knew, but purpose had he also. Find he would the truth of man—his legacy of living. Men lived here, but now man walked—in search of purpose written. ”