Friday, December 22, 2006

Moved, in spite of myself

Check out my first annual Christmas homily on the Daily Page, where I write:
But the strangest thing happened to me the other night, as I was making my way down North Baldwin Street, on the isthmus. I passed house after house bedecked with lights, and at first I thought my usual grumbling, sour thoughts about the holidays. Then unfamiliar feelings began to wash over me.

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