Holidays in the shadow of COVID-19
I hope that everyone had an enjoyable holiday, but I must admit that it did not seem like a normal Christmas.
Mill Village Boy returns to the classroom
The year was 1949. I was seated in the registrar’s office at Emmanuel College. I was applying for admittance to the school under the G.I. Bill that was provided for veterans of World War II.
What does God want for Christmas? Our hearts
Once again, we have stressed with trying to figure out what to give people who already have everything they need.
The wonders, and cruelties, of winter are here
As I write, it’s 38 degrees and rain is falling. We always seem to be just a few degrees away from snow.
Dreaming of a white Christmas in 1942
At this time of year, our minds turn to Christmas, Santa Claus and snow.
Dreaming of another Earth, not yet tainted
There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.