I can still see the bright red oxygenated blood spilling out of my sister’s head. Researchers increasingly say memories from long ago are not very

I’m an animal lover. Furry creatures have their way with me. Except for opossums. They look greasy, grey, and snarly. Very low cuteness factor. A

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A fragment from an early Chrestiene document; commonly referred to as The Axe of the Apostles. Certain people came from Jerusalem to Antioch saying to

• Clannish, insular immigrants who refuse to assimilate • Large families and achieving kids that quickly overshadow other residents • Loyalty given to foreign, even

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Yes, I know. I’m two weeks late. Two weeks ago, December 1, was Giving Tuesday—joining the ranks of Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, and Cyber

I remember as a child, my desire to keep my new toys and games in perfect condition. Those first few days after Christmas or a