Ernesto walked down in the shallow ravine next to the gravel road as the ancient pickup truck rattled slowly past. He had moved there when he saw the vehicle approaching, clearing a way for the truck to have full berth in the thin lane when it arrived. The ravine was a dry, leaf-speckled wrinkle...
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I studied for a Masters degree at Golden Gate Baptist Theological Seminary in Mill Valley, California, from 1991 to 1994. While there, I collected a range of memories that bubble up in my head from time to time. Here are a few of those. The whirr of windshield wipers as beads of water streak...
Read more →It’s amazing how memories of a book that you read can become heavily associated with the place or places where you read it. I thought it’d be fun to make a short list of some of the books I’ve read that have strong ties to places and moments in my history and memory. “An...
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