Wednesday,June 1, 2016
Two of my sisters followed in the footsteps of two of our aunts and became school teachers. One went the traditional route of college right after high school. The other got married after high school, […]
Read essay →Sunday,May 1, 2016
Someof our ancestorswere notimmigrants,did notscrimpandsaveto book passage on shipscarrying them away from poverty or persecution for the promise of prosperity,had been happyin their homelandsthrough which flowthe Niger, the Congo,were as contentthereas were the […]
Read essay →Friday,April 1, 2016
I once took a ferry across the English Channel from Dover to the Belgian coastal city of Oostende, and spent part of the summer in that country. My first trip to the capital, Brussels, was […]
Read essay →Tuesday,March 1, 2016
One of the most controversial concepts of Christianity – difficult for many Christians and non-believers alike to reconcile – is the idea of salvation being available only by grace. Even after setting aside what one […]
Read essay →Monday,February 1, 2016
There’s been a lot of talk lately in this political season about poetry and prose. Specifically, references have been made to the late Mario Cuomo’s statement that “You campaign in poetry, you govern in prose.” […]
Read essay →Friday,January 1, 2016
Those who declared “Black lives matter,” might have avoided some of the reactionary foolishness that followed if they had ended that sentence with “too.” Forget it should not be necessary, that it should be obvious […]
Read essay →Tuesday,December 1, 2015
One Sunday morning, only a couple of weeks after finishing high school, I was awakened and told there was something in the newspaper I needed to see. Still half asleep, I stumbled downstairs to the […]
Read essay →Sunday,November 1, 2015
I need your help. No, I am not stranded in some far-off place where I have lost my wallet and cell phone. It is much more serious than that. If you believe there is something […]
Read essay →Thursday,October 1, 2015
Once, while wandering the ancient streets of Avignon during that town’s annual arts festival, I happened upon a performance in the courtyard of a medieval building, a building that baffled me. It was called the Palais […]
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