Poor Richard's Almanac Reborn – 2026 Edition
These are the spirits that speak through our pages — not men of title, but voices forged in faith, fire, and frontier grit. They write under assumed names so the truth may stand alone, unclouded by fame or faction.
Stands upon the wall when all others slumber — and speaks what others dare not whisper.
Reads the handwriting on the wall before the wall is even built.
Spies the wolf in shepherd's clothing and laughs while the flock still grazes.
Turns lightning into lamps and chaos into workshops — one stubborn invention at a time.
Knows the price of liberty is paid in calluses, not speeches.
The Cry is sounded by many hands, yet one purpose.