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On Sundays, following chapel services at St. Mary’s, we sit at long tables in the refectory, enjoying the view of the Cumberland Valley thro... -
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Yesterday afternoon, one of my closest friends in New Iberia called me, and when I answered, she almost shouted, “Just don’t even come home;... -
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On my shelf of books written by Louisiana writers are several books by Don Thornton, a good friend, now deceased, who lived across the ro... -
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A few weeks ago during lunch at a Mexican restaurant in Cowan, Tennessee, Isabel Anders and I passed around copies of the cover of CHANT OF ...
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