When Ruby Falls
By Marjorie Gowdy “Have you been targeted by the President of the United States?” Lady Ruby Freeman in chalkboard-white suit, crimson hat, asks The Man. Swept aside like yesterday’s ashes, Our Lady. Stalwart Georgia pine, poll counter, valiant, precise. Slandered on screen by a middling mayor-madman. Chased like a fox by hungry hounds, rushed to [...]