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Fred and Louise Haisch invited us over to dinner. Terri and I decided to walk. The late afternoon sun wove through the overhanging tree branches, weaving an intricate quilt pattern of shadows and light across the dirt road. There was a slight hint of autumn in the air following the long days of oppressive heat
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The name David Suzuki is unknown to most people residing in the States. Canadians know him as the host and narrator of the CBC science program The Nature of Things from 1979 until his retirement in 2002. Suzuki taught genetics at the University of British Columbia. He is an environmental activist. Another person relatively unknown
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A few comments that I received in response to “The Moral Crisis Pricking the Conscience” have led me to put aside the post intended for today. Instead, I will respond to those who have written. Democratic Representative Ritchie Torres addressed the Israel on Campus Coalition Summit. Torres stated: “We have to remind the world that despite
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There is no time of day more underrated than the morning. A cup of coffee with a slice of toast. Personally, I would prefer either a fresh croissant or a fresh bagel. Finding a quality bagel or croissant is difficult. A croissant should be flaky, with buttery layers, and crispy golden brown. Kosher bagels should
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When does war become an act of vengeance? The question pricks at the conscience in times of war, political instability, and humanitarian crisis. We again find ourselves in such a period. The question demands a response. Gaza. Palestinians: 59,219 fatalities: 26,655 men, 9,417 women, 17,921 children,4,307 elderly, 143,045 injured, 1.9 million people have been displaced.
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What does it mean when someone asks you to pray for them? What does the request say about them and you? Prayer is a topic that we relate to public worship, a liturgy. Our engagement in private and personal prayer is typically an undiscussed topic because it is just that― private. Emotional public appeals for
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by Carl ten Hoopen “Hogwash.” Fred Haisch slid the sheet of paper across the table. My editor said much the same thing to me the previous evening when I showed her the article. Standing over me, she wore green eyeshades. Her face was stern. The only thing missing was a cigar at the corner of
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This past week I drove past the home of a couple that I briefly had known. Judy and Diane lived next door to me while I lived at a place I came to call Hermits Pond. The following is a poem I wrote for them. The poem deals with the early onset of Alzheimer’s Disease.
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Joyce Williams died yesterday (19 July) afternoon. Her name, and the person that she was will be unfamiliar to all but a few who read this piece. Joyce was the mother of Leigh, our daughter-in-law. Her cause of death was Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS). The illness, which effects the nerve cells of the brain and
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