MEDIEVAL SURGERY AND ITS CONTRIBUTION TO THE THIRD MILLENNIUM By Dr. Raymond Fenech

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MEDIEVAL SURGERY AND ITS CONTRIBUTION TO THE THIRD MILLENNIUMBy Dr. Raymond Fenech Who isn’t overawed by the progress that medicine has made in this third millennium? Yet few people know that basically all that we...

ROUSING BITS OF ASSORTED WHOLES by Joseph O’Day

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Rousing Bits of Assorted Wholes Joseph O’Day             Every December I used to rip out listings of best books of the year from The New York Times and The Boston Globe and store them in the...

THE OIL FIELD By Edward Bonner

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THE OIL FIELD   by Edward Bonner It wasn’t just life, this was our world.Rise and shine.Breakfast is at seven in the morning.“Cold cereal and then a dash out the door”Four of my friends and I would...

BREATHING ROOM by Diane Finlayson

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Breathing Room The diagnosis: pneumonia. I receive it the day before my grandmother dies in 1987. I am in South Texas. She is in Omaha. I have inherited three things from her; a love of...

HOW THE FILM THE EXORCIST CAME ABOUT By Dr. Raymond Fenech

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HOW THE FILM THE EXORCIST CAME ABOUTby Dr. Raymond Fenech Part 1 A small group of nuns and priests met the woman in the chapel of a house one June evening. Though it was warm outside,...

I DO NOT RECALL THE NAME by Sara Wetmore

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I DO NOT RECALL THE NAMEby Sara Wetmore  Even after all these years, I think I hate him all the same. Perhaps more now that I have had the time and space to dwell, like...

LAYERS OF FORGIVENESS by Laurie Gelfand

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“Children begin by loving their parents; then they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.”         --Oscar Wilde My once tall, athletic, commanding father hunched over a walker, his prosthetic leg clumping along awkwardly. My three small dogs...

SONOGRAM IN MEDIA RES – By Carla Arellano

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SONOGRAM IN MEDIAS RESBy Carla E. Arellano Today, I said the words, “My abortion…” and I stopped.  They tumbled out of my heart and fell out of my lips.  I was on a phone call...

CAPTURE HILL No. 49 By Allen Long

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     CAPTURE HILL #49By Allen Long    My brother Danny and I grew up in Arlington, Virginia, in the Sixties and Seventies.  Although this was a period of significant social turmoil because of the civil rights movement,...

THE LANDLADY By Robert Steward

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THE LANDLADYby Robert Steward   Paris, France 2001“I like your clothes,” I said, before taking a sip of my café au lait.“Thank you, Robert.” My landlady touched her headscarf. “I make them myself.”Her silk floral caftan hung...