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Out of San Francisco

Stanford Court is a Renaissance hotel on California Street just above Powell, so that if one stands outside the main entrance, one can see the Bay Bridge, on a clear day that is. And it was clear and sunny for the three or four days I was there. Indeed, people I met complained about it…

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Hope

I have not mentioned my young friend Harry in these letters for a while. What happened was: Harry went back to school to do a Masters or something similar which made him rather busy; then his computer crashed and he was temporarily denied access to the internet. Well, he survived and has been exchanging with…

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Wisdom

Last Friday, Catholics celebrated the feast day of St Mary Magdalene. This is the lady who is mentioned in all four Gospels as being among the women of Galilee who followed Jesus and His disciples, who was present at His Crucifixion and Burial, and who went to the tomb on Easter Sunday to anoint His…

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Good and Evil

Suddenly I found that I have been back from my travels for ten days. I wrote four letters when I was away, or an average of one a week, which is by my recent records rather frequent. Some of you went to great lengths to tell me you liked them, at least bits of them….

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Letter from Munich

I am writing to you in Munich, or rather from its Airport Terminal, because my connecting flight – scheduled flight – won’t arrive in seven hours. I don’t know anyone in this city, and I am not sufficiently familiar with it to venture out on my own, without a good map and the language. Yes,…

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Out of Chicago

I had hoped to write to you from Chicago. I couldn’t. So many things were happening and I simply couldn’t find time for doing so. Now, in the quiet township of Blois along La Loire, a picturesque river flanked by numerous chateaux, I have this urge to share with you a few things about the…