When I Am Weak, Then I Am Strong

The contemporary figure has somewhat similar characteristics to his father, grandfather, and great grandfather; a soul-searching thinker, all the same, departing from the ruinous while conserving the beneficial side of the culture, customs and manners in which he was raised and the larger generational dimensions embedded in it.
A virtual page-turner, highly intense and graphically detailed, the saga continues to unfold. Characters readily identifiable in your own life, cheek by jowl with the hero and foe, stir and percolate the gamut of your emotions. Rooting for the one while despising the other, you’re propelled into the bowels of the narrative.
Some personalities appear to be born evil and feed on the environs; others tend to virtue and progress upon it. Protagonists and antagonists are mixed and varied: some eternal optimists finding happiness even in dark periods; some risk takers in the will for clarity putting reputation on the line; some perpetually abstruse, their sad comfort zone; and the many up and down others.
The Stanoli patriarch was fond of saying, “There is nothing greater than loving God and loving your neighbor,” and “I am a learner and willing to be corrected and criticized in order to become what I ought to become no matter where it comes from,” and “I make it my moral ambition to be happy around others.”