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Who among us who grew up in the play's time period does not recall something of the conversations you've created between David and Bud, when the reality of war's horrors and the political machine clashed with the desire to imagine into existence a world and life "without the greed and the corruption and the lies"? And isn't that what we're looking for again, as we seek answers to that question Bud poses at the end of this chapter? The philosophical differences, if you will, that have riven life today echo through our pasts, though perhaps we are more the Davids of the world because we had to grow up. Your play, Jay, resounds with relevance.

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