Morning has broken like the first morning/Blackbird has spoken like the first bird/Praise for the singing, praise for the morning/Praise for them springing fresh from the world. A faint blush of blue and pink appears in the early morning sky on this crisp, still February morning, your first full day of life. I let the […]
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Bev Strukamp showed up at our 50th (gulp!) St. Chris eighth grade reunion in a telltale plaid skirt reminiscent of our long-ago school days. “I told Sister Lou Ann that my white blouse with the Peter Pan collar was in the wash and to please not send me home,” she told us as we burst
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It felt like a rebirth. As writers from near and far streamed into the Marriott hotel on a glorious fall afternoon, they spontaneously hugged one another. I heard squeals of recognition as newcomers swallowed their nerves and introduced themselves to those they “met” on the private attendee Facebook page or in the chat bar during
AJ Wagner grew up with 17 siblings and “built a family wherever he went,” his daughter Aileen told a nearly full chapel at a memorial Mass at the University of Dayton. “Family was his core, and he was our North Star,” said Joan McGuinness Wagner, his wife of 49 years, at his funeral Mass at
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