QUOTE : Through the snowy silver maple trees, he could see the gray stone stronghold of St. Alban’s. She was in there, behind one of the diamond-paned windows, a block away and as far out of reach as the moon.<br /><br />On his CD player, Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks was crooning, <i>Without you, I’m not okay, and without you, I’ve lost my way…</i><br /><br />If he lived through this mess, he was never listening to country music again.