Several years ago I let my subscription to The Sun lapse. I was teaching freshman composition and had little time to read beyond what was needed to prepare for my classes. Then, shortly before I retired, a friend passed along a recent issue. I had forgotten how wonderful the magazine is. I found powerful writing and stunning photographs. Before long I was subscribing again.
Then, a few years ago, I decided to give a gift subscription to my closest friend of more than fifty years. He and his wife had moved from Indiana to Scotland, where his mother had grown up, and I wanted to give him a taste of what was best in America. I’ve renewed that subscription for years.
He says The Sun makes him see that, despite the upheavals in the U.S. — the systemic racism, the ugly partisan divide, the widespread money-grubbing — a rich vein of goodwill, wisdom, and humanity still runs through this country (emphasis added).
Stephen Guy Daleville, Indiana