Category: Sorrow . . . and Redemption

“A” FOR “APOLOGY”

AUGUST 29, 2020 – Yesterday, for the 1,000th time over the past four years, I drove by the site where a policeman shot Philando Castile less than a half mile from my neighborhood—a quiet, leafy haven of white liberalism. My wife and I know a fair amount about Mr. Castile—our oldest son is close friends …

VIVE NOTRE-DAME! VIVE L’HUMANITÉ!

APRIL 16, 2019 – I’m not a Catholic. I’m not even religious. I don’t live in Paris—or even in France or Europe. But because I am part of humanity, yesterday’s devastating fire crushed my heart. I learned of the tragedy while I was standing in a checkout line at Target a few blocks from my …