Carol’s not so-grand adventure
Let me start off by saying that I debated long and hard whether or not to write this particular column because it involves my pride as well as my judgment.
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Four deaths and a funeral
This week, I have been struck by the contrast between one death in the United States and three deaths in Iran.
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Brave new world? Not yet
I have no idea where my fascination with dystopian films and novels came from. I know it had something to do with survival of the fittest, thinking I would be a survivor in any type of dystopia. Not so much now, as an old man, but back when I was young and strong and liked to fight.
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To all the dogs I’ve loved before
Several years ago in a Sunday sermon, my pastor said that dogs and other animals do not go to heaven. I know that is the theology passed down for millennia. I believe, though, that if dogs don’t go to heaven, it can’t be heaven.
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Sorry, the Black church is not the problem
The Black church isn’t bad just because it’s Black, and any white person who thinks so is fooling themselves if they think they are good just because they are white.
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Engineering a deathbed peace
When mother was leaving this realm, I was with my brother and sister at her bedside. We were not fighting, although there were lingering disagreements, unresolved. We had — thanks to a last minute gift of Scotch — been passing around a bottle of Dewar’s; talking in the semi-darkness; recounting our peripatetic, mostly happy childhoods thinking mother might still hear us. Eventually the nurse came in the room, looked at each of us in turn, then said, “You know she passed 30 minutes ago.”
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