A Truce for the Fourth of July
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Image by: Architect of the Capitol via Wikimedia Commons A Truce for the Fourth of July God knows, we’ve fought enough these past few years — but for one night, we make a truce. A poem. As darkness settles over the land,we … Read More

What My Grandfather Said About the War
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My grandfather didn’t like to talk about the war,but if you asked, he would share this story. On a cold April morning just outside Monte Casino,he walks into a field, dry stalks breaking under his feet.His living breath makes small … Read More

Reading Lists
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AAA Book Club The AAA Book Club is a men’s book club that has been meeting…well, just about forever, but at least since I joined in 2006. We only read nonfiction. The “AAA” stands for affordable, accessible, and…what? No one … Read More

My Books
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Waking Up Bees: Stories of Living Life’s Questions (Saint Mary’s Press, 2000) Answering God’s Call to Covenant: Which Way to the Rest of Your Life? (Saint Mary’s Press, 2005) Primary Source Readings in Catholic Social Justice (Saint Mary’s Press, 2007) … Read More

Maybe Graduation Isn’t All About You
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What if graduation rituals celebrate more than individual achievement? My daughter wants nothing to do with her high school graduation: she doesn’t want to wear the cap and gown, she doesn’t want to take graduation pictures, and she definitely doesn’t … Read More

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The Healing Power of Old-Fashioned Phone Calls
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The humble voice call may just be the premier venue for rich (and healing) conversations. Every Sunday since things shut down for the coronavirus emergency, I have been taking an hour or two to connect with far-off friends and family. … Read More

Spring Harvest
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A poem. I have come here to harvest humusfrom the rotten bottom of the compostI left by the apple tree last fall. Raking away the shrouding cover of dry leaves reveals the dark heart of newborn earth. Leaning into the spade, I slice through the … Read More

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