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BOB BROWN: Good Teachers

My Mother and Dad were Good Teachers My mother (1898-1971) had six children. I’m the youngest. She was 14 when she married my father (1892-1985); he was 21. She left...

DENNIS GARVIN: Somewhere Between Beowulf and John Wayne

I have been seeing the Rev. Henry for some years now. Twice a year, the...

FRED FIRST: Until I See What I Say

“How do I know what I think until I see what I say?” *E.M Forster? First thing...

ROBERT L. MARONIC: Adolf Eichmann Would Have Been Proud Of Mahmoud Khalil

I read a sad and depressing article in the New York Post on March 15 about the...

DAWN CUSTALOW: Ode to the Mattaponi

It’s springtime, and shad are making their way back to the Mattaponi River in Virginia...

Consider All the Pampered, Ungrateful Professional Athletes You Know – And Then There’s This Guy

He joined the Cleveland Indians in 1936 for the bargain price of .  He immediately proved himself to be one of the hardest-throwing...

Public Speaking Requires Divine Intervention

Perhaps the most common phobia shared by people of all ages is the fear of speaking in public.  Clearly, the thought of standing before...

Making the Most of Christmas Eve

Years ago churches in Roanoke would have double, even triple their normal attendance on Easter Sunday as the unchurched and nominally churched came...

My Christmas Donkey Miracle

Several years ago I agreed to coordinate Journey to Bethlehem, a Christmas tradition at Raleigh Court Presbyterian Church that began shortly after our...

Rise of the Beta Male

Watching my one football game of the year, share for a moment my perplexity at a Super Bowl commercial showing a pathetic gaggle...

Is Your Adoption Complete? by Ed Dunnington

“Are they both yours?” was the question from a stranger in the grocery store as my wife walked through the fresh produce.  That...