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Eugene wouldn’t come since driving his car from the Baltimore to New Jersey would take too much of his time. We countered that he could
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Eugene wouldn’t come since driving his car from the Baltimore to New Jersey would take too much of his time. We countered that he could

Despite biblical stories of holy wars, populations decimated, and heads served on platters, the community of faith to which I belonged seemed to take it

In the world I have known, poetry is appreciated, disparaged, or ignored—not necessarily in that particular order. I’d like to weigh in on the side

Stepping down from our tour bus at the visitor’s center, I found myself ankle deep in the finest, powdery dust I had ever encountered. My

As a friend and I walked down the hill, the emerald Aegean sparkled in the sun and lapped at the sides of a gleaming white

Listening to a book review podcast recently, I was intrigued by the title of a new book called This Other Eden. I have no idea

On a leafy Sunday morning, the girls, adorned in lacy white dresses, and the boys, decked out in immaculate suits and ties, excitedly joined their

By Norman Kolenbrander On a leafy Sunday morning, the girls adorned in lacy white dresses, the boys in immaculate suits and ties, excitedly joined their

by Norman Kolenbrander As we drove out of the city of Krakow, Poland, strips of ripening barley, oats, and rye unfurled outside the windows of