There are times in life when a song, a piece of art, or a film comes along and articulates things so well it leaves you breathless. The film Doubt did that for me. A nun at the Saint Nicholas Church School suspects the priest there of an unspeakable act with one of the students. She dislikes the man and looks for wrongdoing in every corner. Armed with nothing more than doubt and circumstantial evidence, she begins to systematically ruin this priests life. No proof just doubt takes away everything for him. I remeinded me so much of my brother’s situation. The film should be required viewing for everyone that was involved with Rick’s case. I would particualrly like my brother’s exwife & step-daughter to see it. People like them however have souls that are black as the night and the message would most likely be lost on them. I’ll continue to work on the new book Front Page, but I’ll be thinking of the inspired work by John Patrick Shanley. He is a brilliant writer and I aspire to capture an event like he has. I miss my brother and wish I could have saved him from the pain.