When P. T Barnum said “There’s a sucker born every minute,” he got it wrong.
A sense of place: a conversation
It would be hard to find two writers more different than Eudora Welty and Edward Abbey.
O, never, never! And yet — and yet—
Childhood has two seasons: anticipation and summer.
The Angelic Doctor
A half-century ago, when I was an undergraduate at the University of Notre Dame, Thomas Aquinas ruled the roost.
Buttons and bowls
Yesterday it was my pleasure (with the able assistance of local historian Ed Hands) to lead a group of fellow citizens from the Easton Historical Society deep into the woods of the Stonehill College campus, to a place where no trail goes — the late-18th-century foundation of the Daily homestead.
That cottage of darkness
In many ways my mother’s funeral was a joyous occasion — a time to celebrate her life, to celebrate family. A time, too, to think about death.
When God is gone, everything is holy
In a blog posting a week or so ago, I stated that the central contribution of 20th-century science was the shattering of absolutes. There is a corollary: The importance of everything.
On prayer
The earliest prayer I can remember is “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.”
A hinge of history
In two week’s time [in 2006] I will be in Istanbul, on my way to view a total solar eclipse. It will be my second visit to that great city, and my second TSE.
A close shave with Occam’s razor
Why has the scientific community been so unwelcoming to such New Age gurus as Rupert Sheldrake, Russell Targ, Deepak Chopra, Harold Puthoff, and the like?