In light of Father Capon’s passing, we decided to pull this piece out of the
archives for you to read again.
While others may track the seasons by the changing color of
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Lovely readers,
I’ll be straight: the budget under which The Curator
[http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-curator/x/3798887] has been working for
the last five years is…jaw-dropping. That
Every day at 7:15AM my wife and I enter the red line station at the corner of
Sheridan Road and Loyola Avenue. We are part of a steady stream of commuters
that
“And, though all other animals are prone, and fix their gaze upon the earth, he
gave to man an uplifted face and bade him stand erect and turn his eyes to
heaven.” —Ovid
“It’s just coffee,” we baristas said. Not a big deal. But it was never just
coffee; it was human beings clustered around the coffee: their emotions,
perceptions, fears, and loves like so
