Deliver Us from Evil I went to the college library this morning, to the musty stacks, on the lower level, far from the madding crowd. I went to see if my memory served me correctly; because you see, like another Baby Boomer of greater fame, "I have that memory which is seared -- seared -- in me." It's a memory of evil so stark and stunning, so ruthless and ravenous, that it has haunted my thoughts for 50 years. And it has left me aghast at any who would conduct, or condone, such heinous assaults - especially against "the little...