Welcome Home, Henri Boehm: Book Two

Of all God's creatures, only man can measure time. Weeks and months and years are the markers of a life. Most men let them pass without defiance or comprehension, resigned to the turn of the earth and the tedium of days and the disappointment of nights. But for others, the one measure that surpasses time, the one they covet most, the object of power, admiration, envy, violence is wealth. Money, its acquisition, its hoarding, becomes the supreme marker of their place in the world.

In the Prohibition years, the mad chase for fortune, Henri Boehm could compete with anyone. But money was not his obsession. For Henri, what really mattered in the time he was allotted was self-respect, understanding and love.