• I walk down this empty street, in this blizzard. Night has since fallen, and the streets are deserted. No one dares to be out at this hour. But I am caught in this storm. I notice something in a nearby drift. I pick up what looks like a lantern. And etched into the brass are three words: 'faith', 'hopes', and 'goals'. I let ...this light guide me through the storm. And when I find a place where the cold no longer bites at my face, I know that I am at my destination.