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Still In A Time Of Infamy. . .
Pardon Me While I Cry. . . My oldest brother Edward was 20 years old on December 7, 1941 and I was 10. I will never forget my mother’s tears and lamentations when word came over the radio that Pearl Harbor was under attack. ‘Matko Bosko’ (mother of god) she wailed. Edward was…
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Centuries To Arrive. . . .
Centuries to get here . . . . There are those of us who are sensitive to our inmost thoughts and often we consider them nightmares. A favorite writer tells of his dreams that leave him unanchored. They take his equanimity and disable him. Like his, my journey for years left me with events that…