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Tom and I went to the Catholic Church yesterday to say good-bye to Father Gene who is taking a sabbatical after forty years. He hasn’t said so, but we all…
It used to be The way to GodWas up a treeFeeling the bark againstNew palmsHoisting torsoOver limbsSpread eagleAt the topSwaying in the breezeNearer to Thee. Now I find YouAs I…
After spending the first fifteen years of my life being what all my teachers euphemistically called “an underachiever” and what my mother and father called “a lazy slug” I have…