No One Can Say They Have "Favorite" Holocaust Photos. Favorite as a Word Does Not Exist in That World. No, One Only Has Those Which Have Deeply Touched Within, Those in Which We Recognize Ourselves & in Which We Recognize Our Mother, or Brother, Childhood Playmates, or Grandfather, or One's...
Paris –The Joy of Being Insignificant & Exhilarated Before the Iconic and Grand, & the Deep & Quiet Joys of Our Yearnings to be Together with the Exuberances of our Shared Human Life, that, at Times, Come Before Our Eyes
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“Ecce Homo” – “Behold the Man”
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Hate Has No Home Here – El Odio No Tiene Hogar Aqui
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My Friend Jackie – Non-Fiction Story Excerpt
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A Long Lament that I Wrote in the Cemetery, as Thanksgiving Approached, as I Sat in the Shade of a Tree near the Grave of my Parents, Turned into a Hymn of Praise and Thanksgiving when the Lord Bade Me to be Still.
A Long Lament that I Wrote in the Cemetery, as Thanksgiving Approached, as I Sat in the Shade of a Tree near the Grave of my Parents, Turned into a Hymn of Praise and Thanksgiving when the Lord Bade Me to be Still. Last year, as Thanksgiving approached, I went to the cemetery and sat in the...
A Bowl of Homemade Turkey Noodle Soup & Generational Wealth
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Yet in Thy Dark Streets Shineth the Everlasting Light, the Hopes & Fears of All the Years are Met in Thee Tonight
Yet in Thy Dark Streets Shineth the Everlasting Light, the Hopes & Fears of All the Years are Met in Thee Tonight I have always loved Christmas and everything about it. I loved my dad bringing home the live Christmas tree tied on top of our old green Chevy, or whatever other used car we...