Graphic by Emilie Bowman.

Sermons in Stones

Cowboy, outfielder, architect, trumpet player, lawyer, teacher and writer—these, more or less in order, were my notions of what I would do for my life’s work, at least through the […]

 

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    Sermons in Stones

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    Sermons in Stones

    “Who knows where the time goes?” Studying in London, I first heard Judy Collins sing that ballad when I was 19 and Collins was in her early thirties.  I heard […]

     
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    What we take to be a given often turns out to be a human invention that’s been in place so long that we’ve forgotten how it came to be. Lots […]