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Faith Of Our Fathers

Faith Of Our Fathers

Friday, March 15, 2013

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Last night, while many of my peers tuned into the finale of ABC’s “The Bachelor,” a three-hour event dubbed “historic” by the show’s ratings-minded host, I delved into some real history. I joined more than 2 million people and subscribed to the genealogy website Ancestry.com. No, I don’t fit the target demographic of silver-haired bird [...]

Reluctant leaders & divine surprises

Reluctant leaders & divine surprises

Friday, February 15, 2013

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“It was 1415,” my friend corrected her husband over a dinner of wings and beer on that stunning Monday when Pope Benedict XVI announced his resignation. We were discussing, like so many across the globe, our newly acquired bit of papal trivia: the last pope to resign. Over the course of the day, there had [...]

New risks & new graces

New risks & new graces

Saturday, December 15, 2012

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Barbara Benson Keith’s wake-up call came while chatting with a fellow kindergarten teacher at the end of a school day. Her colleague said, “‘I hope in 10 years I’m right here in this classroom doing the same thing,’” Barbara recalled. “And inside I was like, ‘Ack! No!’ That didn’t appeal to me at all.” In [...]

PODCAST- Toss or save a Catholic take on spring cleaning

Thu, Apr 15, 2010

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PODCAST- Toss or save a Catholic take on spring cleaning

Author’s cut of the April column Twenty Something.

PODCAST: Eventual Motherhood – March 2010

Thu, Mar 4, 2010

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PODCAST: Eventual Motherhood – March 2010

Podcast for the March 2010 Twenty Something column Eventual Motherhood.

Podcast: Heeding Heidi – February 2010

Fri, Feb 26, 2010

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Podcast: Heeding Heidi – February 2010

Podcast for the February 2010 article Heeding Heidi.

Baltimore, MD

Fri, Feb 26, 2010

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Baltimore, MD

Postcard from my Baltimore trip to visit the Oblates.

Celebrating a century, marking a moment

Mon, Feb 8, 2010

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Celebrating a century, marking a moment

“I found my lost sheep,” the letter began. I recognized the curly cursive and oversized periods. The return address label was classic Joe Pexa — a remnant of a bygone era: a Norman Rockwell image of a boy, a girl, a dog and a white-picket fence. It was written last June to invite me to [...]