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Monthly Archives: September 2016
… so I shouldn’t be surprised, but I still found myself stopping at a line from a review of Candice Millard’s account of Winston Churchill’s time in the Boer War: For Millard, Churchill (whose mother was American) is not an … Continue reading
So I turned 51 sometime before I woke up today (but I prefer to think of myself as three 17-year-olds in terms of size and general maturity level), and I’ve been receiving well wishes from lots of folks via the … Continue reading
Mr. Stevens, would you be kind enough to give me a holler at my prof-dot-mondo-dot-blog at gmail-dot-com address? I’m interested in some Intellectual Chaos, if that remains a going concern. (And of course, anyone else who wishes to reach me at … Continue reading
The Berries found their way into a new venue last night, as we made our debut at Greenville’s Radio Room. We set out on our expedition to the Upstate after a 6:30 load, and reached the venue a few minutes … Continue reading
Having failed to learn his lesson last time, the campus pastor asked me to deliver the message at today’s weekly chapel meeting. Here’s what I said. In Arlington, VA, Dashiell Hammett is probably spinning in his grave this morning. He … Continue reading
In today’s Seven Deadlies session, we were talking about the sin of Pride and its near relative, Vainglory. As part of this, we read a chunk of Prudentius, and a couple of questions from Aquinas’s Summa Theologica. During the discussion of Vainglory, … Continue reading
Yesterday marked a couple of anniversaries that I find personally rewarding. In 1988, Tom Browning pitched the only perfect game in the history of my beloved Cincinnati Reds: I remember that, however, because it was also the Mad Dog’s birthday, … Continue reading