September 12th, 1664 Dearest William, Back in the year sixteen hundred and thirty two, my pilgrim brothers and I began our long journey from the motherland, England, to the distant Americas all the way to a place we call Massachutes Bay. As we traveled our great leader, John Winthrop, gave us a wonderful sermon called "A Modell of Christian Charity." It was our goal to become, what he termed, "a City upon a Hill." This sermon …showed first 75 words of 544 total…

…showed last 75 words of 544 total…ourselves not to care about God and our Community but just for ourselves and our stupid thirst for wealth. What good does that money do me know? I lay here with only a few days to live. I am rich but I know I shall not be saved and will instead be forced to atone for my sins for the rest of time. Good-bye, my friend. I hope you will fair better than I did.