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home is where the heart breaks … but say nothing
Although I left Northern Ireland over three decades ago, it is still home, still the place and time from which it is impossible to emerge unscathed. None of us got away scot-free. With an apprehension I can’t quite explain, I watched Say Nothing, the series based on the best-selling book by New Yorker investigative journalist Patrick Radden Keefe. Predictably, within…
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when all that’s left of us is love
November 15 2013 That morning, I was uneasy, unable to shake a feeling that something was wrong. When multiple phone calls to my home in Phoenix home, I finally called my friend and asked her to drive to my house where she discovered my husband had died. In another time zone, on another continent, on the other end of the…
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Goodbye to my Juan, Goodbye Rosalita …
Following his decisive win two days ago, the President Elect has intensified his campaign pledge to conduct a mass deportation of the estimated 11 million immigrants who are living in the U.S. without authorization. He promised to do something similar the last time he was in the White House, but he was unable to deliver. But with a judicial landscape…
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Even When We Don’t Win
The Stream Keeps Flowing Yesterday, I wrote a hopeful piece to mark Election Day 2024. Saving Hope, admittedly personal and sentimental was nonetheless about hope. At about one o’clock this morning, I knew the presidential election would not turn out the way I’d hoped. I was deeply disappointed, but I wasn’t shocked by the result. Not for a second. It’s…