Tag Archives: Lauridsen

A GLIMMER OF HOPE (1)

(Gemma, this post’s for you. We have a deal.) When I wrote the post What Does Being Human Mean, Anyway? the morning after the Boston Marathon Massacre, I was angry, distraught, and in despair. Despair = de spero = out of … Continue reading

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