The last time I entered a Catholic church was 20 years ago. I was a tourist, travelling through Mexico. It was a hot Christmas night. The church was large with a tall cathedral ceiling, very old, and loaded with parishioners. What struck me most was that it had been built on a…
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Pharoah Sanders’ record, Black Unity, plays from the speakers. I have it on vinyl and have been playing it constantly since he passed away just a little…
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My mother always wanted to see the Rockies. She was a mountain girl herself, born in 1930s West Virginia, in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Her lineage was…
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I meet Kate where the alley opens up to the street. Homeless people spill out like creek water debouching into a brackish inlet. It is late Winter and…
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