My late friend and college room-mate David Lewis used to tell a story about the military conqueror Napoleon as his armies crossed the Alps. When they came into battle with the enemy many of his men got wounded and died. The great leader’s heart went out to them, so he turned to his bugler boy and said, “Son, sound the retreat.”
The boy did nothing.
Again Napoleon said, “Son, blow the retreat or our men will die.” Continue reading