ST. JOSEPH'S CEMETERY As the limbs bend with the weight of the leaves sodden with rain I am reminded how rooted I am to the ground of my being— to the saturated moss with its little streams...
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The importance of the terminology hadn't occurred to me until I interviewed Fr. Jim O'Shea, a Passionist priest and social worker. O'Shea has organized churches in Williamsburg and neighboring...
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John Perrault Ethiopia In the coldest part of the dark on the road to Asmara the Eritreans prepare to attack the UN convoy. Ethiopia, down to the bone with famine, approaches without rain, without...
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For this story of how certain citizens of a nameless Central European town in a period that may be the 1920s respond to the onslaught of a murderous psycho, Di Palma has rendered the ingredients...
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