Guardians of Reminiscence, by Fred Bahnson

[ad_1] Final August I discovered myself aboard a United Nations aircraft excessive above the Sahel, the huge semiarid area stretching throughout West Africa, whose swells of sand and rock look from the air like an inland sea. Beside me was Father Columba Stewart, a Benedictine monk. Columba is in his mid-sixties, with a carefully trimmed … Read more